"Forreal" lyrics
YTB Fatt & Lil Yachty Lyrics
[YTB Fatt:]
A nigga ain't had to tell me shit, knew to get off my ass and get it
Up on that block, I'm security, one year later, I'ma up a million
She started actin' rowdy, she seen a youngin gettin' it
It's steps to it, start her off on a seven, now she on a-, uh
[Lil Yachty:]
What's up with that motion? Sippin' on potion, niggas know how I live
Yeah, go full throttle off that pill, I might miss my meal
Geekin' until the weekend, I done jumped off that hill
I might die for my dog for real
[YTB Fatt:]
Uh, dirt bike tricks on top of the dick, this girl got skills for real
She caught feelings when I told her what it ain't and is
You my bitch, but you ain't, that's just what it is
She started lovin' me more when I told this bitch how I accept the kids
[Lil Yachty:]
Skippin' down that brick road tryna meet the Wiz' (Go)
Fuckin' up my fist tryna punch a BIN (Yeah)
Duckin', was on his house like a morning hen
I been spendin' M's tryna prove a point (Okay)
Don't fuck up your face, talkin' to them oinks (Okay)
Heard you threw out all your morals sittin' in the joint (Okay)
Uh, I get bitches moist, all these niggas pussy
Runnin' in his shit when he wasn't lookin'
[YTB Fatt:]
Huh, he wanna talk shit, now his life is tooken
Take me to the county, I'm bondin' out, I won't pass the bookings
Uh, 400K in blues, they callin' me Tookie
We been playin' with pape' for years, these niggas rookies
I count up so much cheese, got my palms hurtin'
She eat dick for real, I pay her for that tongue work
Spent 3K on my jeans for every concert
Black & Milds got me rich, but my lungs hurt
[Lil Yachty:]
Put sixteen carats up in my teeth and now my gums hurt (Ice)
All that tough talkin' online, don't think they guns work (Bet)
They can't make a percent of my n-n-n-net, I'm steppin' through all of your ends (Step)
Breakin' a bitch in the Benz
Holding my pants up, grippin' my fin (Okay)
Told 'em I want it the right way, never the hot way, pull up and spin (Frrt)
Buddy don't got enough money to start up a war, take it right on the chin (Okay)
Niggas be thinkin' it's sweet how I came out, if I need it, I'm standin' on ten (Mmm)
YTB, C-R-E-T-E pull up in two black Benzes
It's us
A nigga ain't had to tell me shit, knew to get off my ass and get it
Up on that block, I'm security, one year later, I'ma up a million
She started actin' rowdy, she seen a youngin gettin' it
It's steps to it, start her off on a seven, now she on a-, uh
[Lil Yachty:]
What's up with that motion? Sippin' on potion, niggas know how I live
Yeah, go full throttle off that pill, I might miss my meal
Geekin' until the weekend, I done jumped off that hill
I might die for my dog for real
[YTB Fatt:]
Uh, dirt bike tricks on top of the dick, this girl got skills for real
She caught feelings when I told her what it ain't and is
You my bitch, but you ain't, that's just what it is
She started lovin' me more when I told this bitch how I accept the kids
[Lil Yachty:]
Skippin' down that brick road tryna meet the Wiz' (Go)
Fuckin' up my fist tryna punch a BIN (Yeah)
Duckin', was on his house like a morning hen
I been spendin' M's tryna prove a point (Okay)
Don't fuck up your face, talkin' to them oinks (Okay)
Heard you threw out all your morals sittin' in the joint (Okay)
Uh, I get bitches moist, all these niggas pussy
Runnin' in his shit when he wasn't lookin'
[YTB Fatt:]
Huh, he wanna talk shit, now his life is tooken
Take me to the county, I'm bondin' out, I won't pass the bookings
Uh, 400K in blues, they callin' me Tookie
We been playin' with pape' for years, these niggas rookies
I count up so much cheese, got my palms hurtin'
She eat dick for real, I pay her for that tongue work
Spent 3K on my jeans for every concert
Black & Milds got me rich, but my lungs hurt
[Lil Yachty:]
Put sixteen carats up in my teeth and now my gums hurt (Ice)
All that tough talkin' online, don't think they guns work (Bet)
They can't make a percent of my n-n-n-net, I'm steppin' through all of your ends (Step)
Breakin' a bitch in the Benz
Holding my pants up, grippin' my fin (Okay)
Told 'em I want it the right way, never the hot way, pull up and spin (Frrt)
Buddy don't got enough money to start up a war, take it right on the chin (Okay)
Niggas be thinkin' it's sweet how I came out, if I need it, I'm standin' on ten (Mmm)
YTB, C-R-E-T-E pull up in two black Benzes
It's us
