Really Got It lyrics

[Verse 1: Issa Gold]
All my n*ggas really got it, all my n*ggas really 'bout it
All my n*ggas really winning, got these n*ggas sobbing
If I pull up, bet she popping
See you n*ggas jocking, AK spittin' n*gga wallet
He the Batman, I'm the Robin
He lieutenant, I'm the sergeant
Told me shoot 'em, then I got 'em
Pop a n*gga for the profit

[Verse 2: AK]
n*ggas can't bang with the coast
Got ties for the locs, got pies for the low
Shooters in the back, don't try with the bro
Jet lag, drop a n*gga different time zone
Red pack grader, only came for the dough
Try to trespass, hear the press saying that you gone
Now your mama hear the press saying that you gone
Shoulda never went against Super Saiyan Gohan

[Verse 3: Issa Gold]
n*gga elevated, sorry out your reach
Keep my circle tight, avoid the frenemies
n*gga mind equipped, I call it referee
Stomp a n*gga like a f*cking centipede
Out in Cali buying out dispensaries
Smoke alone, a n*gga never pass the weed
All my n*ggas really gunning for the cheese
All my n*ggas really ready for the beef
[Bridge: AK]
All my n*ggas be one with the inner
Still young so we sinning, 100 dollar billing
All of my n*ggas came up from the bottom
And ain't gon' stop winning 'til we hit the ceiling
All of my n*ggas, I die for my n*ggas
I ride for, I pull out a motherf*cking eye for
My n*ggas gon' blow like a time bomb
I promise I got ya’ll I’m good with the cheese like some nachos

[Hook: Issa Gold]
All my n*ggas really got it, all my n*gga really got it
All my n*ggas really, all my n*ggas really got it
All my n*ggas really got it, all my n*ggas really
All my n*ggas really got it, all my n*ggas really got it
All my n*ggas really, all my n*ggas really got it
All my n*ggas really got it, all my n*ggas really

[Verse 5: AK]
Honest to death my squad the realest left
Let the caterpillars move as one in every step
Average n*ggas wasn't 'posed to be this fresh
No average n*ggas in my circle or my set
Type of n*gga put in work in while you slept
All my n*ggas put in work in and got a Tech
In the kitchen I'm the colonel, I'm the chef
Introduce you to this high, no coming back
[Verse 6: Issa Gold]
Watch, I see the Feds, they always watching
But I keep on smoking, n*gga never stopping
Drinking Hennessy, a n*gga remedy
Mix that OG in the pot, that recipe
Fly to Paris just to kick it for the week
Walk through TSA, I bet they smell the tree
Funky n*gga, I just dodged a felony
Smoking reefer 'til the father set me free

[Bridge: AK]
All my n*ggas be one with the inner
Still young so we sinning, 100 dollar billing
All of my n*ggas came up from the bottom
And they ain't gon' stop winning 'til we hit the ceiling
All of my n*ggas, I die for my n*ggas
I ride for, I pull out a motherf*cking eye for
My n*ggas gon' blow like a time bomb
My promise, I got ya'll I'm good with the cheese like some nachos

[Hook: Issa Gold]
All my n*ggas really got it, all my n*gga really got it
All my n*ggas really, all my n*ggas really got it
All my n*ggas really got it, all my n*ggas really
All my n*ggas really got it, all my n*ggas really got it
All my n*ggas really, all my n*ggas really got it
All my n*ggas really got it, all my n*ggas really