[Intro]
(Dmac on the fucking track)
[Chorus: YNW Juvy]
I just brought out that bag, we spending some cash (Ay)
I know that they mad, leave that bitch in the past (Fuck that hoe)
Can't fuck with no rubber, keep that shit under cover
She eat it for supper, get bust like a bubble
I really been feeling myself, I done got ahead of myself
We trapped, get that money for real, get yo ass popped like a pill
Hell nah we ain't signing no deal, hell nah we ain't signing no major
I really want major paper, he got turned to a major hater
[Verse 1: YNW Juvy]
I'm speaking big facts ya dig, you gеt your ass wacked ya dig
We really bе living this shit, you really be faking and shit
Ain't got time for that playing and shit
Stop all that capping lil' bitch, you know I'm a savage lil' bitch
I don't want no average lil' bitch
See I ain't gon' judge you baby, you know I still love you baby
See I was a fool for you, I don't know what to do (I don't)
The way that you did a nigga, made me run up my bag a lil' quicker
All of my shooters official, and all of my niggas official
My niggas be toting on rulers, I swear I bust your madula
Might pull up and pop at your lula
Might pull up and pop your wig
Maybe I'm feeling alone, maybe I'm in my own zone
Maybe they got me going, maybe that gat got me go
[Chorus: YNW Juvy]
I just brought out that bag, we spending some cash
I know that they mad, leave that bitch in the past
Can't fuck with no rubber, keep that shit under cover
She eat it for supper, get bust like a bubble
I really been feeling myself, I done got ahead of myself
We trapped, get that money for real, get yo ass popped like a pill
Hell nah we ain't signing no deal, hell nah we ain't signing no major
I really want major paper, he got turned to a major hater
[Verse 2: YNW Sakchaser]
Ay, ay fuck nigga you talk a lot, we got Glocks in the parking lot
We gon' whip out that cash for sure
We gon' pop out with bags for sure
And that nigga be talking, we leave that boy dead
Yeah, these niggas, they can't get that stick
Ay, we, shots at your head
You wanted that bag, for sure
Ay, young nigga world, young nigga world
We gon' splash on your girl, damn we gon' fuck up the cat
You know how we live, these niggas be gone for real
Ay, fuck is your problem nigga
Ay, twelve be hunnid boy
Ay, nobody riding nun, ay, they tryna hate on us
They don't want smoke 'cause they know how we roll
My niggas they grinding, nigga
They taking they time, we want it for sure
Niggas they represent
Pull up that Glock, we gon' buss it
These niggas they fishy, they lame
[Chorus: YNW Juvy]
I just brought out that bag, we spending some cash
I know that they mad, leave that bitch in the past
Can't fuck with no rubber, keep that shit under cover
She eat it for supper, get bust like a bubble
I really been feeling myself, I done got ahead of myself
We trapped, get that money for real, get yo ass popped like a pill
Hell nah we ain't signing no deal, hell nah we ain't signing no major
I really want major paper, he got turned to a major hater
[Outro: Cash Motivated & YNW Juvy]
Big facts ya dig, wacked ya dig (Major hater)
Major hater, major paper
You niggas major hater, we getting major paper (Young nigga world)
You niggas major hater, we getting major paper (Young nigga world)
Damn, young nigga way, young nigga world
Young nigga world, young nigga way
Young nigga world, might fuck on your girl
Young nigga world, young nigga world
Young nigga world, might fuck on your girl
Might have a lil' girl, might have a lil' girl
Fuck on your girl
Real Shit was written by YNW Sakchaser & YNW Juvy & Cash Motivated.
Real Shit was produced by Dmac.