Homecoming lyrics

[Intro]
(Da Realest)
Yeah

[Verse]
When a real n*gga talkin', pay attention, you might learn somethin' (Pay attention)
Lil' n*ggas with me and they itchin', they might burn somethin' (They might kill somethin')
Teach you how to cook a half a chicken, you might earn somethin' (Yeah)
Burn a n*gga wig with that biscuit like a perm on it (Hot)
They ain't in my league, n*ggas rentin', I'm a homeowner (Yeah)
All my n*ggas with me and we drippin' like it's homecoming (Yeah, drippin')
Bring the red bottoms, b*tches crispy, they got stones on 'em (Yup)
Play with me and they gon' come and visit at your home going (pus*y n*gga)
Vezz got signed and it's like I got a deal too (Congratulations)
Sell a thousand R's for twenty-seven, I got deals too (Hit me)
Way before the f*ckin' labels came, we had real loot (All facts)
Hit the club and f*ck the chicken up, I know the real Snoop (Long live Soda, Da Realest)
Yeah, Ghetto Boyz, we the realest (The realest)
n*ggas can't afford to ball with us, this sh*t a scrimmage (Get your broke ass on)
Let a b*tch spend a night with me, it's a privilege (Yeah)
Don't worry 'bout who else a n*gga f*ckin', mind your business (Shut up, b*tch)
Ain't no n*gga ever plug me, I had to find me one (Had to find one)
Way before you heard of Roddy Ricch, I had to ride with one (Yeah, ride)
I'ma have money when I'm old, I'ma die with some (Yup)
Drunk an eight of Wock' and went to sleep like I died or somethin' (Oh)
Lookin' for a handout, bro, you out of luck (It's over)
Hit a n*gga b*tch by accident, ain't even try to f*ck (sh*t was easy)
Finna say f*ck this rap sh*t and give this rhyming up (I'm done)
I ain't made a hit, but in the trap, I went diamond, though (Huh?)