Real

[Intro: Lil Berete]
Mhmmmm-uhhh
Uhhhh, skrrt
Yeah, ayy

[Chorus: Lil Berete]
I started off, ayy
I started off with a deal
Hangin' in, keepin' it real
I'm keepin' it real
I need a stack, for real
My niggas trap, for real, trappin' in trap
I drop a bag on the scale
I pop a bottle, no pill, poppin' no pills
I'ma skrrt off on these ho's
I want the cookie, the dough, the cookie, the dough
I started off with a deal
Hangin' in, keepin' it real
I'm keepin' it real
I need a stack, for real
My niggas trap, for real, trappin' in trap
I drop a bag on the scale
I pop a bottle, no pill, poppin' no pills
I'ma skrrt off on these ho's
I want the cookie, the dough, the cookie, the dough

[Verse 1: Lil Berete]
Like hol' up, pull up, my nigga JP, he [?] up
How you get paged? You fold up
Niggas, they hate 'cause I came up
Money never ever change us
I got niggas in them chains, yuh
I don't really wanna play, yuh
Most of these niggas, they fake, yuh
Fuck a ho, I'm a player
She run it back like the Raiders
I serve 'em all like a waiter
Can't stop with no paper
Fat blunts, no paper
And I've been real smoke like a vapour
They remember nigga way back
I'ma just pull up in Maybach's
Money, nigga, I gotta' make that
I'ma show you where the place at
I'ma hold it down, I ain't gotta make no sounds
All my niggas, we gon' pull up on a round
All my niggas fuck around
Lil' nigga, I started off with a pound, ayy
Started off with a pound, ayy
My niggas totin' them guns
My niggas fucking around, ayy

[Chorus: Lil Berete]
I started off, ayy
I started off with a deal
Hangin' in, keepin' it real
I'm keepin' it real
I need a stack, for real
My niggas trap, for real, trappin' in trap
I drop a bag on the scale
I pop a bottle, no pill, poppin' no pills
I'ma skrrt off on these ho's
I want the cookie, the dough, the cookie, the dough
I started off with a deal
Hangin' in, keepin' it real
I'm keepin' it real
I need a stack, for real
My niggas trap, for real, trappin' in trap
I drop a bag on the scale
I pop a bottle, no pill, poppin' no pills
I'ma skrrt off on these ho's
I want the cookie, the dough, the cookie, the dough

[Verse 2: Acerrr]
Northside, yeah, we totin' them shits
Pull up in foreigns, we loadin' the clip
My plug just called me, said, "Pick up a brick"
The jakes come, I give my shordy that shit
I call her back, tell her, "Hurry, lil' bitch"
Money ain't easy, I ran it up
Fifty shown me how to keep it tuck
And the money callin' so I pick it up
And I seen a opp, I'ma hit him up
And she wanna know me, bitch, search it up
I got day ones that ain't switching up
And niggas change like the season
But she wanna fuck for a reason
Screaming, "Free Montana 'cause he schemin'"
And he comin' home next season
I got chains on me, I'm freezin'

[Chorus: Lil Berete]
I started off, ayy
I started off with a deal
Hangin' in, keepin' it real
I'm keepin' it real
I need a stack, for real
My niggas trap, for real, trappin' in trap
I drop a bag on the scale
I pop a bottle, no pill, poppin' no pills
I'ma skrrt off on these ho's
I want the cookie, the dough, the cookie, the dough
I started off with a deal
Hangin' in, keepin' it real
I'm keepin' it real
I need a stack, for real
My niggas trap, for real, trappin' in trap
I drop a bag on the scale
I pop a bottle, no pill, poppin' no pills
I'ma skrrt off on these ho's
I want the cookie, the dough, the cookie, the dough