Realer

Check, check, check
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LilJuMadeDisBeat
Ay, say, nigga, I dont wanna talk
Meet me at the bank, show me what you really bout
Niggas aint real when the shit really count
Thats why I keep my lil cat in they mouth
Say, bitch, I dont gotta cap
Everything I talk, yeah, I really did that
If you want beef, then my bitch gon scratch
Ima get the money, so I let her handle that (Woo)
Free JT (Ayy)
Real bitches fuck wit me (Ayy)
I dont do shit for the free, man
Yall niggas gotta pay me (Ayy)
Put some respect on my team (Huh)
Im the 1501 queen (Ayy)
Bitch, you better learn who run it
Cause all this money gotta come through me (Ayy)
I keep it realer than real
Fuck all the critics and fuck how they feel
Im getting money, it is what it is
They wanna know how I did what I did
Dont worry bout why I do what I do (Bitch)
Cause I aint worried bout you (Bitch)
Nah, I dont wanna be cool (Bitch)
Still hanging with the same crew (Ayy)
Cut a nigga off and my checks got bigger
Rich bitch shit, got a broke ho bitter
Hotter any bitch, Im the hardest in the litter
If you think she bad , put her in, let me get her
Yall praisin bitches thats doin the minimum
They put that check in my hand, now Im killin em
Dont wanna link with these bitches, aint feelin em
Ill knock the shit out that bitch like a enema, ahh
Yeah (Hmm)
I know these bitches want the recipe for this hot shit
I told them bitches I aint gon let one hater stop shit
(I aint gon let no hater stop shit)
Gucci down, these niggas love the way I rock shit
Im a real rap bitch, this aint no pop shit
Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah
These hoes know who to play with
On the internet, all with the gang shit (Ayy)
They love to talk hot shit with a lame bitch
But when they come around me they dont say shit (Okay)
Ayy, yo shit aint pop cause it aint hot
Keep talkin trash, Ima come take you out
Straight to the top, you cannot reach me
Aint fuckin these niggas, Im makin em eat me
Got that big budget with no major deal
Dont wanna fly out to go eat a meal
I am not signing for less than a mil
If you dont like it, then fuck how you feel
Dreams, fuck with Kel
J-bone, whats the deal?
In the section with the bands
Bring them girls over here
I keep it realer than real
Fuck all them critics and fuck how they feel
Im getting money, it is what it is
They wanna know how I did what I did
Dont worry bout why I do what I do (Bitch)
Cause I aint worried bout you (Bitch)
Nah, I dont wanna be cool (Bitch)
Still hanging with the same crew (Ayy)