Lyrics
That be Maaly Raw
Niggas always say they real, how you real?
No-no, no-no, I can tell (yeah)
You the type to run and tell (yeah)
My niggas, they came to kill
You get close, they in your shell (yeah)
Boy, don't talk, stay to yourself
You know that I got the belt
You know that I got the belt, got the belt, got the belt
Forty, that's behind my belt
'Cause my chain on Michael Phelps
Diamond wet like wishing well
In the light, your chain gon' melt (whoa)
That girl said I'm famous now (huh?)
Back then she was like, "Oh well" (baby)
Ayy, yeah, yeah, gotta believe me
Diamonds baguettes and the diamonds so wet
That I probably need to get a squeegee (clean)
I told that girl to stop talkin' so slick
'Cause I know man that she gonna need me (huh?)
Smoking that gas, drinkin' Fiji
I don't need you, just believe me (whoa, whoa)
This is my world, just believe me (believe me)
I got another girl right on the side
If that girl ever just try to leave me (bye-bye)
I got the swag and the sauce
When it come to these clothes I'm ahead of the season (Bye-bye)
No, I do not got a Glock
Just spent some in New York and now I'm on Venus (high)
Whoa, now I'm so high, move slow (hey)
Fuck on your bitch and you know (you know it)
Now that boy wanna do the most (boy)
Opps say, "Adios" (bah, adios), money come in envelope
I'ma keep gettin' the dough, pockets so big that they
Niggas always say they real, how you real?
No-no, no-no, I can tell (yeah)
You the type to run and tell (yeah)
My niggas, they came to kill
You get close, they in your shell (yeah)
Boy, don't talk, stay to yourself
You know that I got the belt
You know that I got the belt, got the belt, got the belt
Forty, that's behind my belt
'Cause my chain on Michael Phelps
Diamond wet like wishing well
In the light, your chain gon' melt (whoa)
That girl said I'm famous now (huh?)
Back then she was like, "Oh well" (baby)
Walk with the bands no matter the day, I'm changing the weather
Walk with a mill' and the coupe got the leather
It cost me three so I'm left with just seven (huh?)
Remember them girls ain't want us, bro? (yeah)
Now they wanna be with us (now they wanna be with us, ayy)
Wanna be seen with us (wanna be seen with us, yeah)
Wanna go eat with us (wanna go eat with us, yeah)
Ooh, eat it up (huh?), told that bitch, "Eat it up" (eat it up, eat it up)
Double C it up (double C it up, ayy)
Double G it up (double G it up, Gucci)
Bentley B it up (Bentley B it up, skrrt)
Know they seein' us (seein' us)
Now they want the swag so they re-in' up (so they re-in' up)
Now niggas bein' us (now niggas bein' us)
Fuck my girls two at a time so it's three of us (whoa)
I push start my 'Rari, so no-no, can't key it up
That girl give me brain so I can't get my genius up
I don't know what size shoe she wear 'cause all I see is her knee and up
Niggas always say they real, how you real?
No-no, no-no, I can tell (yeah)
You the type to run and tell (yeah)
My niggas, they came to kill
You get close, they in your shell (yeah)
Boy, don't talk, stay to yourself
You know that I got the belt
You know that I got the belt, got the belt, got the belt
Forty, that's behind my belt
'Cause my chain on Michael Phelps
Diamond wet like wishing well
In the light, your chain gon' melt (whoa)
That girl said I'm famous now (huh?)
Back then she was like, "Oh well" (baby)
Ayy, ayy, you niggas so petty, y'all ain't even meetin' up and shit
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