REAL RIGHT (feat. Tak Giovanni) Video (MV)

Some my brothers real right keep that flag in they pants
My niggas not friendly ain't shaking no hands , but they know i'm real blue
Got a clue to get them bands, she say she only f*ck ballers so I show up with them pads
I knew how rough it get but I still took the chance
Now we getting off these drugs got some pints by the case
I been gettin so high takin blunts to the face
I been gettin so high takin blunts to the face
I'm trynna get in her guts like the magic school bus, that boy wanna be Z
But he can't rap for nun, now he dissing on me like they won't pop fa some
To talk is so cheap why I never say much, I been trynna get rich ain't got time to lay up
I might spazz off a look cause I been thru too much
So just watch how you approach niggas dying for nun
All this smoke in the air think it's clouding my lungs
Some my brothers real right keep that flag in they pants
My niggas not friendly ain't shaking no hands , but they know i'm real blue
Got a clue to get them bands, she say she only f*ck ballers so I show up with them pads
I knew how rough it get but I still took the chance
Now we getting off these drugs got some pints by the case
I been gettin so high takin blunts to the face
I been gettin so high takin blunts to the face
She see the Z in the sky now your bitch trynna reach
We ain't duckin no smoke but we coming in peace
See i'm from the East where we feast ain't no sleep
He talking too much know he rat for some cheese
She talkin bout she love me bitch what do you mean
Kick the bitch out the spot you disturbing my peace
I can't do shit for free gotta family to feed
My new bitch sweet like honey love kissin her feet
Wanna verse from a Z? The first step send them fees
We been gettin it gone stand ten toes on my feet
Told the bitch keep it cool bae you f*cking a P
These niggas so lame keep them out of my reach
This broke bitch trynna f*ck bae i'm out of your league
I love pretty bitches, my girl pretty like Rih
Out all the niggas you f*cked say I f*cked you the best
Don't say too much bae you pumping my head
When you see Z you see me i pull up for the loaf
I be slicker than margin i'm all bout my bread
Up early to get it she don't wanna leave, gave it to her again
Kicked her right out my bed
I'm in this bitch going hours and hours, 4 ounces of wok to the head
I think I ran out of meds but Ray dropped off a case
And i think that i still got some pot nigga
Drop nigga drop nigga,
Fill 'em with hallows Uh-Oh he a hot nigga
Run out the spot nigga, f*ck round get got nigga
Them boys keep saying that they having
And swear that they yea but they not nigga.
Cream of the crop nigga
Bitch ima problem ya dig
No dropping locations you f*ck with the pigs
Drop em off at the station like f*ck it we did it
If a nigga want beef put dat stick to his ribs
Only time gonna tell i might Rolex my wrist
She say i'm the shit so I know that they pissed
My vision don't see opposition, you got to come with it cause who coming harder than this
Getting loaded on the way to the 985, you know that we having Big Ashley on deck
No you can't f*ck with the Z , say ABC's bitch you got to stop at the X
Some my brothers real right keep that flag in they pants
My niggas not friendly ain't shaking no hands , but they know i'm real blue
Got a clue to get them bands, she say she only f*ck ballers so I show up with them pads
I knew how rough it get but I still took the chance
Now we getting off these drugs got some pints by the case
I been gettin so high takin blunts to the face
I been gettin so high takin blunts to the face