FoReal lyrics

[Intro: Bandhunta Izzy]
Hold up, I got a thirty on me right now, facts
Used to bust it down, I was juggin' in the trap
Talkin' crazy, pull up, skrrt, where he at?
Ayy, hold up

[Chorus: Bandhunta Izzy]
Ayy, hold up, I got a thirty on me right now, facts
Used to bust it down, I was juggin' in the trap
Talkin' crazy, pull up, skrrt, where he at?
'Bout to cop some P's, hope they throw a couple packs
Hold up homie, keep it cool, for real
Know some lil shooters bustin' moves, for real
I'm a savage, that's the type of sh*t I do, for real
For real, play with me another n*gga gettin' killed, for real
Hold up homie, keep it cool, for real
Know some lil shooters bustin' moves, for real
I'm a savage, that's the type of sh*t I do, for real
For real, play with me another n*gga gettin' killed, for real
n*gga tryna play? for real, for real
Bro what he say? for real, for real
He can get it any day, for real, for real
b*tch I'm slidin' with the K, for real, for real

[Verse 1: Young Crazy]
Damn, for real?
High as a b*tch, I mix drink with the pills
Skrrt the wheels while I'm clutching the steel
Your b*tch got skills, she suck di*k in her heels, damn
I'm feeling special like a thirty-eight
My plug say he dropping off thirty plates
I'm finna get rich and they finna hate it
Every time I get dressed they get irratated
For real, know my composure
Sold 'em for totem, b*tch I will blow you
All these shots in my nina baby
She told me that she cannot stop beign sober
Hot boy like I'm fresh out the Nolia
Chopper city, I hop out with that K
You gon' think these n*ggas wearing makeup
The way these two-two-threes, come and beat up they face