Real Shiesty lyrics

by

Young Thug



[Intro]
(Taurus)

[Chorus]
I came up on Cleveland Avenue, where we real shiesty
I bring a AK-47 to a butterknife fight
My baby-mama steady textin', get my life right
Put red bottoms on her feet just like her toes spicy
I'm out the trenches, where you get your sh*t split
We send a hundred shots, it ain't no way you ain't get hit
I told my ex to stop it, all my b*tches and squids hit
The two door La'Ferrari, got me dodgin' paparazzi

[Verse]
She sexy, come on top me
She tryna c*m and swallow
She want my baby, gobble, we order more bottles
Let's f*ck at Coachella, like we don't know better
Yeah, I'm a gremlin, yeah, I'm a soul-seller, yeah
Real street n*gga shoot the parking lot, the water-boys get a thousand if my car ever stop
He hit an opp in the head and I can tell when he shot
I'ma send the lawyer the money soon they say that he dropped
You just can't take your love away (Our love)
I seen my papa win a million playing spade
You seen her rockin' a Richard Mille, than that's bae
I seen glamour, I put c*m on her face, yeah
My daddy never put me in no timeout, but I still a put this lil' b*tch on timeout
I poured a quarter in a two buck, then I start flyin' down
Couple million, all hundreds, I don't do no scams
I'm keepin' my life clean like Kanye, everyday I hit the scene with a new bae
You need to tell me, I gotta ball on you everyday
Go 'gainst the mob and you gon' fall in the worst way
[Bridge]
Oooh, you gon' fall in the worst way
Gon' fall in the worst way

[Chorus]
I came up on Cleveland Avenue, where we real shiesty
I bring a AK-47 to a butterknife fight
My baby-mama steady texting, get my life right
Put red bottoms on her feet just like her toes spicy
I'm out the trenches, where you get your sh*t split
We send a hundred shots, it ain't no way you ain't get hit
I told my ex to stop it, all my b*tches and squids hit
The two door La'Ferrari, got me dodgin' paparazzi
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