4 Real lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy
Yeah, yeah
It's a whole lot on my mind
I need to feel myself
(Y-Yung Lan on the track)
(Run that back, Turbo)
I really want you baby (I really want you)
But you keep f*ckin' playin' with me (You keep f*ckin' playin', baby)
Shoot that Glock until it's f*ckin' empty (Shoot it 'til it's f*ckin' empty)
And I see it in your eyes, you envy

[Chorus]
Baby, do you like me? 'Cause I like you
Get to know you, why I would like to
Give it to me slowly, let the beat ride
I can fly you to an island on a G5
For real, for real (I'm so for real)
For real, I'm so for real (I'm so for real)
For real, for real (I'm so for real)
For real

[Verse 1]
I wanna turn up some more (I wanna turn up)
She wanna turn up some more (She just wanna turn up)
Glocks, we got gunshot galore (We got a lot of guns)
Girl, we done been here before (Na, na, na)
When I call you, do not press ignore (Don't press ignore)
Eat up the meat, carnivore (Eat up the meat, yeah)
f*ck on your b*tch like a whore (Yeah, she's a whore)
That pus*y ancient like a dinosaur (Yeah, she's a whore)
Hop in the Benz, hop in the coupe, ride with me
Suck on the di*k, Melly made it out of poverty
If you my b*tch then you are my property (You are my property)
I'ma own you, ain't talkin' monopoly
[Chorus]
Baby, do you like me? (Like me) 'Cause I like you ('Cause I like you)
Get to know you, why I would like to
Give it to me slowly, let the beat ride
I can fly you to an island on a G5
For real, for real (I'm so for real)
For real, I'm so for real (I'm so for real)
For real, for real (I'm so for real)
For real

[Verse 2]
Don't play with me, play with your clit (Play with 'yo clit)
I'm a young n*gga hittin' licks, huh (Young n*gga hittin' licks)
Hundred bands in Saks Fifth, yeah (Yeah, Saks Fifth)
She can suck the di*k like yeah
Off the Henny, man she already drunk a fifth
Now she wanna suck a young n*gga's clique
Now she rubbin' all over her clit
I just walked in inside her
I just want to ride her
She say that she want Melly's baby
I can nut all inside her
All these n*ggas ain't ride
n*ggas claim that they ridin'
But these n*ggas be changin' on you
Man these n*ggas be trippin', dog
Blood or they crippin', dog
I seen it all, I seen it all
Remember when she used to smell a young n*gga's drawers
She used to slurp on the di*k and the balls (Dirty lil' b*tch)
Two b*tches at the bottom on they knees, they doin' the same
And I knew I would never change
She wanna f*ck a n*gga's gang (She wanna f*ck)
And I'm not Rich Homie Quan (No, no, no)
Buzz Lightyear, we go infinity and beyond
[Chorus]
Baby, do you like me? 'Cause I like you
Get to know you, why I would like to
Give it to me slowly, let the beat ride
I can fly you to an island on a G5
For real, for real (I'm so for real)
For real, I'm so for real (I'm so for real)
For real, for real (I'm so for real)
For real