Yo! Hope you're ready for this one.
Ya I got my seat back, music to the max.
Swagger from the top, just counting money stacks.
Leader of the wolf pack, ya it's Young B.
I'm blind to the haters, all I see is money.
Ya keep it on me, maybe two or three?
Police is asking questions, but the ___'s what I plea.
ooo' me, oh my gosh, omg.
This ass is on lock, girl this dick is the key.
You can see me, ya you can see me.
If you got a problem, I can fix it for free.
But keep it lowkey, there's no need to yell.
Baby I can ship it over quick. (You've got mail.)
Shake it slow like a snail,
and then you shake it fast. I ain't got a problem working on that ass.
I got a man to cut my stacks and a man to cut my grass.
Ya I'm down to party, if she first class.
Everybody's talking like they know me.
But there's so much shit that they don't see.
Welcome to reality.
Welcome to reality.
Welcome to reality.
Hey! Hey, girl get out the way.
When you're riding OG, you better watch what you say.
I be working hella hard it's about time I got paid.
And your girl is hella thick, it's about time she got laid.
Imma rockstar, get faded.
Last night was her birthday, happy belated.
Want some leftover cake?
Ya girl, I'm 'bout to bake it.
Turn that ass into a tambourine, and baby just shake it.
Wanna drop it like a yo-yo, she'll be tippin' on the flo-flo.
All these people wanna know know, if I told her uh-oh.
I guess I told her uh-oh, but keep it on the low no.
I can never pop a no no, gotta keep it clean fosho.
Aye, aye just got laid.
Better play fair, you're gonna get sprayed.
Boy I hope you prayed, boy I hope you prayed.
Uh, don't test me today.
Everybody's talking like they know me.
But there's so much shit that they don't see.
Welcome to reality.
Welcome to reality.
Welcome to reality.
Eenie, meanie, miney, mo.
If she holla, slap the hoe.
Knock knock, who's at the door?
Yo it's the FED's, jump out the window.
I ain't ever trust a girl when they come to the lou. (No.)
Never trust a man in an all-black suit.
If you talk that trash and I'm quick to shoot.
Hey, and if she a lot, well I'll give her the boot. (Get out!)
Shoot 'em up. Blah. Cock up the gun, shoot up the thrift shop.
Make my heart stop, Imma do me.
Imma keep it hood, I ain't even from the streets.
Everybody's talking like they know me.
But there's so much shit that they don't see.
Welcome to reality.
Welcome to reality.
Welcome to reality.
Hey, welcome to reality.
Yeah. Turn up.

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