You Ain’t A Real Nigga, You Fugazy Stop Lying Boy You Fugazy
You Ain’t A Real Nigga, You Faking That Money I See It I Chase It That Money I See It I Take It I’m In The Field Like The Patriots My Neck And Wrist So Glacier, My Diamonds Move Like The Matrix Them Hatinness Can’t Take It You Play With My Money, I Put One In Your Baby In The Trap Whippin Up Another Baby, A1 No Credit Going Broke I Won’t Let It A Nigga Try To Rob Me I Swear I Won’t Let It My Neck On December, Your Bitch Under My Covers I Fuck Her The First Day And I Pull Out Like It Was Nothin You Wife A Bitch That’s Crazy You Ain’t A Real Nigga, You Faking
My Whip Game Is Amazing, All You Niggas Fugazy My Pockets Stuff With Them Franklin’s I Don’t Know You So I Can’t Sever You Finesse The Plug Because He Fugazy Trap House Come To Throw You Trying To Rob, You Must Be Crazy I Got Shooters Around Me, Just Be Waiting That Just What Happen When You Be Chasin I Call This White Shit Stacie Smoke Dope Bring The Paper This Money Shit Not Faithel I Got My Drugs From Jamaica That Shit You Smoke, Is Fugazy You Should Check Those Bricks Before You Left That Shit You Smoke, Is Fugazy You Should Check Those Bricks Before You Left