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Intro
(For real, for real, for real, for real, for real)
Chorus
For real? they say "BZY, you need to chill"
Hell nah, bitch, I'm off the pill, one of you niggas might get killed
(For real, for real)
I ain't gon' die 'bout no (bitch), ain't gon' try to fight a (bitch)
BZY tote that fye tho (bitch)
Nintendo, cause I got a Switch
Verse 1
I got hoes on hoes, they takin' off they clothes
I do not give no dough, they just gon' tell and show
I got the baddest bitches and they twerkin' on the floor
And these bitches like my music, so these niggas take my flow
(You a bitch)
For real, for real, my dollars blue, yours is teal
Shawty gon' ask me, how do I feel
I tell lil' shawty, like a hunnid mil'
I got these layers of labels right up my dm's, they want me to come sign a deal
I tell these niggas they better quit playin' before I have me a blood meal
I ain't bein' no third wheel, we gon' fuck or I'm gon' steal
I gon' have another wheal, one thing, Glocky, that I wield
You say you gonna shoot me, come on, do it, bitch, I'm made of steel
I can never be caught slippin', I watch for banana peels
Hold on, I don't do no dissin', I got problems in my head
Hold on, I don't do no dissin', I'm just chillin' in my bed
Hold on, don't fuck with you niggas, man, you niggas with the feds
And you niggas ain't 'bout that, man y'all just making sound effects
I'm gettin' money, I want some more, all of this cash, I'm gonna throw
If that bitch got some ass in that circle, she gon' throw
I might pull up, smack my twin in that fuckin' corner store
She say this her first time, but shawty, she a pro
I'm in the crib, bumpin' Jugo, I'm in the crib, bumpin' Tra'
Like I'm done with that textin', I'ma hit him with a K
I got like ten different hoes, they just wanna be my bae
Bitch, it's BZY season, I'm on top, hotter than sun rays
(For real, for real)
Chorus
For real? they say "BZY, you need to chill"
Hell nah, bitch, I'm off the pill, one of you niggas might get killed
(For real, for real)
I ain't gon' die 'bout no (bitch), ain't gon' try to fight a (bitch)
BZY tote that fye tho (bitch)
Nintendo, cause I got a Switch
Verse 2
They call me Dreamybull, they know when I'm comin'
They know what this choppa full, yeah, they runnin'
He look like a fool, he think he sayin' somethin
I ain't talkin' bout no nut, when I say this choppa bustin' (Bitch)
I ain't talkin' Murky, I make him rest in peace
It's gon' get a lil' murky if you touchin' on my piece
Got diamonds on my wrist and I got diamonds on my teeth
I'll shoot that bitch again if he get blood up on my tee
(For real, for real, for real, for real, for real, for real, for real, for real, for real)
(For real, for real, for real, for real, for real, for real, for real, for real, for real)
Chorus
For real? they say "BZY, you need to chill"
Hell nah, bitch, I'm off the pill, one of you niggas might get killed
(For real, for real)
I ain't gon' die 'bout no (bitch), ain't gon' try to fight a (bitch)
BZY tote that fye tho (bitch)
Nintendo, cause I got a Switch
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