Yeah, fuck you lil' niggas thought?
Real ones only, real big homie shit

I only fuck with the real ones
None of them pill poppers the real ones
He bleed like I so I don't fear none
I'm numb like ice so I don't feel nothing
He just be talking but he won't kill nothin'
He just be frontin' want me to give him somethin'
I fuck his bitch, she like it right in her stomach
I fuck her friend she like to see me cumming

(Yo nothin' we need, everything straight)
(Columbi', yuh zeeit?)
(Yeah, nothin' artificial)
(Everything original, ready)

Uh, boss niggas make boss money moves (real money)
Without the artificial issues that you dummies do (real ting)
We know 'bout that action that be the life
When it come to survival reactin' be the key to life
'Cause you could be gone, taken away
True niggas is getting it, gun down everyday
'Cause they don't be talking about the killers, they get away
'Cause then they'll be talking about my niggas around your way
We all get lit, yeah
We could all get rich
Ain't gotta dream about getting the bag
Uh-huh get your bag like this, uh

I only fuck with the real ones
None of them pill poppers the real ones
He bleed like I so I don't fear none
I'm numb like ice so I don't feel nothing
He just be talking but he won't kill nothin'
He just be frontin' want me to give him somethin'
I fuck his bitch, she like it right in her stomach
I fuck her friend she like to see me cumming

(Yo, when we say keep it a buck)
(Keep it a buck)
(We ain't talking about ninety-nine point nine)
(We don't do that, Konntraband)

Humble while
Niggas is hungry so I'm serving toast
I'm good wit' the lamb, good at making ghosts
It's not who got the biggest bark it's who bite the most
I'm ready to put the work in, who want the smoke?
BB guns and strap pon di ends
Always roll mad deep in the Benz
Roll up and clap up and clap up
and kill everybody don't leave evidence
Drive out in the Beamer
Eyes dem ah bleed red, red, red
I'm smoking mad Sativa
Me and my brand new bitch and I'm finger-fucking
I call her Nina
She's a freak but she ain't picky though (no)
She be in mad niggas and bitches, I be like, "Really though?"
She start to bussing in two ways, she feeling like stereo
She get to running off at the mouth
I be like, "Here we go"

I only fuck with the real ones
None of them pill poppers the real ones
He bleed like I so I don't fear none
I'm numb like ice so I don't feel nothing
He just be talking but he won't kill nothin'
He just be frontin' want me to give him somethin'
I fuck his bitch, she like it right in her stomach
I fuck her friend she like to see me cumming