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Forreal Video (MV)




Performed By: Fleego
Language: English
Written by: JAMEL BROWN




Fleego - Forreal Lyrics




Yeah
Yeah, ohhhhhh

Niggas be talking like they really hot
But they're not
These niggas be capping and shit
I take they bitch
Cnd I hit from the back
Then I hit from the side
Now she wanna be my doll
You are not popping that fye
We gon shoot 3 from 9
We gon shoot it like curry and shit
I just be rocking the Rick Forreal
Look at my pockets
They're greener than kale

Keltech I got
It ain't Kenan & kel
F*ck around with me
You gone Forreal, Forreal
I'll push a button
I'll get you blessed on a Sunday
We got that tris
Not no tussin
You sippin on cut
You busted
You ain't low
Oh, Yeah we know
You broke
I get them racks
Cnd i stack it up, stack it up
Foreign my backpack
I swear it ain't regular
Foreign bitch, Sucking my dick
Till she gag it up
Black on black wearing
I feel like I'm Dracula
When we in the field
Cll the packs get tackled up
Double, and flipping
That shit Like a spatula

Niggas be talking like they really hot
But they're not
These niggas be capping and shit
I take they bitch
Cnd I hit from the back
Then I hit from the side
Now she wanna be my doll
You are not popping fye
We gon shoot 3 from 9
We gon shoot it like curry and shit
I just be rocking the Rick Forreal
Look at my pockets
They're greener than kale

So i got ate by a vegan
Them niggas regular
Swear they all decent
Lawer on retainer
We don't see no prescient
Cll these killers around me
We share the same secret
Don't bring her around
If she not freaking
Oh she's a freak
So Why would you keep ha ?
Illy passed the assist
Now I'm shredding the beat up
Drugs all on my mind
I'm killin my ego
Where the beat go
We get high like ego's
Straight bankrolls & cnotes
4,5,6 hoes c low (Yeah)
Where the beat go
Giver her 3 way like migos
But you better keep it on the d low
Cause they should never know
What we know (yeah)

Niggas be talking like they really hot
But they're not
These niggas be capping and shit
I take they bitch
Cnd I hit from the back
Then I hit from the side
Now she wanna be my doll
You are not popping that fye
We gon shoot 3 from 9
We gon shoot it like curry and shit
I just be rocking the Rick Forreal
Look at my pockets
They're greener than kale
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English

Yeah
Yeah, ohhhhhh

Niggas be talking like they really hot
But they're not
These niggas be capping and shit
I take they bitch
Cnd I hit from the back
Then I hit from the side
Now she wanna be my doll
You are not popping that fye
We gon shoot 3 from 9
We gon shoot it like curry and shit
I just be rocking the Rick Forreal
Look at my pockets
They're greener than kale

Keltech I got
It ain't Kenan & kel
F*ck around with me
You gone Forreal, Forreal
I'll push a button
I'll get you blessed on a Sunday
We got that tris
Not no tussin
You sippin on cut
You busted
You ain't low
Oh, Yeah we know
You broke
I get them racks
Cnd i stack it up, stack it up
Foreign my backpack
I swear it ain't regular
Foreign bitch, Sucking my dick
Till she gag it up
Black on black wearing
I feel like I'm Dracula
When we in the field
Cll the packs get tackled up
Double, and flipping
That shit Like a spatula

Niggas be talking like they really hot
But they're not
These niggas be capping and shit
I take they bitch
Cnd I hit from the back
Then I hit from the side
Now she wanna be my doll
You are not popping fye
We gon shoot 3 from 9
We gon shoot it like curry and shit
I just be rocking the Rick Forreal
Look at my pockets
They're greener than kale

So i got ate by a vegan
Them niggas regular
Swear they all decent
Lawer on retainer
We don't see no prescient
Cll these killers around me
We share the same secret
Don't bring her around
If she not freaking
Oh she's a freak
So Why would you keep ha ?
Illy passed the assist
Now I'm shredding the beat up
Drugs all on my mind
I'm killin my ego
Where the beat go
We get high like ego's
Straight bankrolls & cnotes
4,5,6 hoes c low (Yeah)
Where the beat go
Giver her 3 way like migos
But you better keep it on the d low
Cause they should never know
What we know (yeah)

Niggas be talking like they really hot
But they're not
These niggas be capping and shit
I take they bitch
Cnd I hit from the back
Then I hit from the side
Now she wanna be my doll
You are not popping that fye
We gon shoot 3 from 9
We gon shoot it like curry and shit
I just be rocking the Rick Forreal
Look at my pockets
They're greener than kale
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Writer: JAMEL BROWN
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