Real One (Intro)

Bottom of her shoes
Yeah the red ones
Way before this dope
We had a pill run
Bring me all the pints
Yeah the sealed ones
If im in a good mood
I might sell some
Me and clee
Smoking out the body bag
Taking double shots
Doin the molly dance
Jeezy in the kitchen
With the pots and pans
This one on one on how to run
Run up ya bands
You say you want smoke
With a real one
You say you want pour up
With a real one
We pour out the pints
Yeah the real ones
Woke up the next day
I was still done
My bitch so bad
She need her ass whipped
Rich young nigga
Making cash flip
Taking pictures on the grey hound
On my last trip
Came back in three days
On the fast tip
My niggas show up
Like a task force
Give a nigga exactly
What he ask for
Fuck a hoe
Make her leave out the back door
Nother hit and run
Thats a sad story
You say you want smoke
Wit a real one
You say you want pour up
With a real one
Mason margiellas
These are real ones
Rgs the mob
We the real ones
Bottom of her shoes
Yeah the red ones
Way before this dope
We had a pill run
Bring me all the pints
Yeah the sealed ones
My bitch say
She like her steaks Well done
My nigga meech a putchyu
In a body bag
These blue strips
Got me doin the money dance
I charge a cool dolla
For the brotha man
This one on how to run
Run up ya bands
Yeah free
All the real ones
Smoke one
For the real ones
Pour up some
For the real ones
These niggas tellin
On the real ones
Fg
Im the real ones
Bitch, Rgs
We the real ones
Finna throw the reds on
Yeah the real ones