"Foreal" lyrics
Bravo The Bagchaser & J.I Bandz Lyrics
(Wait, hold on, this Gentle?)
(That's Prada)
Ayy, bitch, we got bands in the whip
Told a fan in his whip, "Understand? Man this shit is for real"
Nigga, I'm the man in this bitch, Glock 10 in this bitch
Let 'em play, we gon' get a nigga killed
Bitch I drop bands for the drip-drop
Bands for the sip, straight drop, we gon' bust it out the cell
Nigga, I'm the man in this bitch, you a fan in this bitch
I'm a joint, give a fuck about how you feel
Bitch, we got loads in the whip, we got poles in the whip
Let 'em play, we gon' get a nigga spilled
Shit, I got yo' hoe in this whip, got a show in a bit
Ice froze [?] was the chills
Bitch, I got C's in this bitch, I got G's in this bitch
Ride 'round doing skits, "Key & Peele"
Nigga, hunnid freaks, I can't pick striptease for the clique
She keep beggin', askin' can she get a lil'
Told her, "Bitch, no, you cannot"
I'll drop fours in the pop though
Hunnid bitch, we do it for the guap
Yeah, a couple bands just to walk
Money combo when I talk
100 rounds when I'm [?] in this chop
Ayy, bitch, we got bands in the whip
Told a fan in his whip, "Understand? Man this shit is for real"
Nigga, I'm the man in this bitch, Glock 10 in this bitch
Let 'em play, we gon' get a nigga killed
Bitch I drop bands for the drip-drop
Bands for the sip, straight drop, we gon' bust it out the cell
Nigga, I'm the man in this bitch, you a fan in this bitch
I'm a joint, give a fuck about how you feel (Ayy)
New bands got a new bitch in it, huh
New Glock got a new stick in it, damn
Screamin', "Free my niggas, ain't gon' stop 'til I see 'em"
How you was a player turn soft over a bitch? (Ayy)
Rich cost a brick of syrup like I'm sick
I ain't scared to smoke, niggas know I keep a big on me
Yeah, baby, we do this shit for real, play with that shit get spilled
Huh, we don't do this shit for IG
Ayy, lately I been feeling like I'm him
Walking on the scene, I got 30 in my jeans
Damn, I miss my niggas, I know that they proud of me
First time I got some money went and bought a key
Ayy, bitch, we got bands in the whip
Told a fan in his whip, "Understand? Man this shit is for real"
Nigga, I'm the man in this bitch, Glock 10 in this bitch
Let 'em play, we gon' get a nigga killed
Bitch I drop bands for the drip-drop
Bands for the sip, straight drop, we gon' bust it out the cell
Nigga, I'm the man in this bitch, you a fan in this bitch
I'm a joint, give a fuck about how you feel
(Wait, hold on, this Gentle?)
(That's Prada)
(That's Prada)
Ayy, bitch, we got bands in the whip
Told a fan in his whip, "Understand? Man this shit is for real"
Nigga, I'm the man in this bitch, Glock 10 in this bitch
Let 'em play, we gon' get a nigga killed
Bitch I drop bands for the drip-drop
Bands for the sip, straight drop, we gon' bust it out the cell
Nigga, I'm the man in this bitch, you a fan in this bitch
I'm a joint, give a fuck about how you feel
Bitch, we got loads in the whip, we got poles in the whip
Let 'em play, we gon' get a nigga spilled
Shit, I got yo' hoe in this whip, got a show in a bit
Ice froze [?] was the chills
Bitch, I got C's in this bitch, I got G's in this bitch
Ride 'round doing skits, "Key & Peele"
Nigga, hunnid freaks, I can't pick striptease for the clique
She keep beggin', askin' can she get a lil'
Told her, "Bitch, no, you cannot"
I'll drop fours in the pop though
Hunnid bitch, we do it for the guap
Yeah, a couple bands just to walk
Money combo when I talk
100 rounds when I'm [?] in this chop
Ayy, bitch, we got bands in the whip
Told a fan in his whip, "Understand? Man this shit is for real"
Nigga, I'm the man in this bitch, Glock 10 in this bitch
Let 'em play, we gon' get a nigga killed
Bitch I drop bands for the drip-drop
Bands for the sip, straight drop, we gon' bust it out the cell
Nigga, I'm the man in this bitch, you a fan in this bitch
I'm a joint, give a fuck about how you feel (Ayy)
New bands got a new bitch in it, huh
New Glock got a new stick in it, damn
Screamin', "Free my niggas, ain't gon' stop 'til I see 'em"
How you was a player turn soft over a bitch? (Ayy)
Rich cost a brick of syrup like I'm sick
I ain't scared to smoke, niggas know I keep a big on me
Yeah, baby, we do this shit for real, play with that shit get spilled
Huh, we don't do this shit for IG
Ayy, lately I been feeling like I'm him
Walking on the scene, I got 30 in my jeans
Damn, I miss my niggas, I know that they proud of me
First time I got some money went and bought a key
Ayy, bitch, we got bands in the whip
Told a fan in his whip, "Understand? Man this shit is for real"
Nigga, I'm the man in this bitch, Glock 10 in this bitch
Let 'em play, we gon' get a nigga killed
Bitch I drop bands for the drip-drop
Bands for the sip, straight drop, we gon' bust it out the cell
Nigga, I'm the man in this bitch, you a fan in this bitch
I'm a joint, give a fuck about how you feel
(Wait, hold on, this Gentle?)
(That's Prada)
