Like Really Tho

[Intro]
I-R-I, yeah yeah
Nephy three times, haha, come on

[Chorus]
All my kinfolk sell dope, pimp hoes, rob foes
Kill foes, kick doors, like really, though
I do not trust these hoes, or love these hoes
Clap my chopper, hit my dance on these hoes
I'm the type of motherfucker take your bitch
Make her come back to my condo, suck my dick
Right there on my kitchen floor
My paint look like cocaine, catch a drain, feel me
Might hit the Flame, put lemon pepper on my wings

[Verse 1]
Fuck hoes, sell dope, love hoes, snort coke
I'm a dog ass nigga, love these dog ass hoes
I'll take your bitch, make her suck a thousand dicks
Make her turn a thousand tricks, I just bought a thousand sticks
What's up, what's up, what's up, champ?
My diamonds light up like lamps
I used to shoot dice with food stamps, food stamps
Food, food, food, food, food stamps
My brick better have two stamps, my heroin press got two clamps
Chop a nigga down like a tree, nigga
Like deh-deh-deh-deh-deh-deh-deh-deh
Got twenty bad hoes in the club with me
Me and Camp Hunna got twin pistols
Me and Camp Hunna fuckin' twin sisters
Ran off with a brick by the chinchila
I'm a real, real, real, real, real nigga
Fuck that, I'm a real, trill, trill nigga
These days I really don't feel niggas
K, K, K, K, wanna kill niggas

[Chorus]
All my kinfolk sell dope, pimp hoes, rob foes
Kill foes, kick doors, like really, though
I do not trust these hoes, or love these hoes
Clap my chopper, hit my dance on these hoes
I'm the type of motherfucker take your bitch
Make her come back to my condo, suck my dick
Right there on my kitchen floor
My paint look like cocaine, catch a drain, feel me
Might hit the Flame, put lemon pepper on my wings

[Verse 2]
I'll be damned if I stop if I get flagged by the cops
Burberry bandana on my head like 2-2-2-2Pac
I'm the big kahuna, I smoke marijuana
If you run up on me, vato, you gon' meet that coroner
Mucho traficante, I got sauce, picante
He didn't make it out the egg crate but he 'bout that gun play
Bitch, this real Givenchy, but this motherfucker stolen
Don't you owe me, bitch? You finna sell some pussy for me?
It ain't stealin' 'less you caught, cook that dope up with a fork
Everything I got, I bought, I-I-I-I-I-I bought
I don't pl-pl-pl-play games, I'm not-not-not-not no lame
I take this chopper, cock it back, and shoot you dead in your face

[Chorus]
All my kinfolk sell dope, pimp hoes, rob foes
Kill foes, kick doors, like really, though
I do not trust these hoes, or love these hoes
Clap my chopper, hit my dance on these hoes
I'm the type of motherfucker take your bitch
Make her come back to my condo, suck my dick
Right there on my kitchen floor
My paint look like cocaine, catch a drain, feel me
Might hit the Flame, put lemon pepper on my wings