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  • (feat. Tuki Carter)
    [Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
    In the trap with some killers on the real
    Real man, I am man
    On the real, I'm in the trap with some killers
    On the real, I'mma stack me a million
    On the real, I'mma **** this ***** broad
    On the real, I just won't stop going hard
    On the real, on it, on it
    On the real, on it, on it
    [Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
    Kush in my hands, wake up smoking them grams
    She say I'm the man, can't keep her face out my pants
    Hand full of rings, gold on my saint
    Don't even **** with you, **** what you think
    Covered in ink
    ******* are loving me because of my money
    I know there'd be days like this
    But, never knew I would wake up, roll a joint, do my thing, and get paid like this
    I walk in the bank, the shark out the tank
    I give 'em that thing, he gone aim and don't blink
    He aimin', don't blink
    I'm doing everything that you can't
    [Bridge: Wiz Khalifa]
    Talkin' G's but you ain't 'round none
    Get a pound in your city man, it ain't 'bout nothin'
    If I gotta send it on a plane, I'mma get it
    Give a **** what a ***** think, boy I'm with it
    [Hook]
    [Verse 2: Tuki Carter]
    You ****** some haters
    You ****** not playas, you ****** is fakers
    You ****** is faker than [?]
    You ****** did salty, high sodium
    The **** is you sayin'?
    I'm focused on camera, the **** is you sayin'?
    You suckers is *****
    You focused on ******' the plans
    Rollin' through [?] I'm rollin' with your ho
    My ***** have no hope
    I'm ******' your ***** in the ***** and [?] be rolling up your dough
    Your ****** ain't loyal, your whole crew was [?] but one of them rich
    The rest of them [?] but most of you flex
    A ***** that don't know, you don't know
    My ****** got six cals more than your four-four
    Pop up your top, one more shot to the top of your block
    With that chop, you drop
    You be talkin' no mo'
    My ******* get ******* that come with more *******, ya'll ****** ain't got no hoes
    We come to your city, we takin' your [?] and leavin' out with bolos
    Your ****** is smokin' that 50, ya'll ain't even keepin' that **** hunna
    [Hook]
  • (feat. Tuki Carter)
    [Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
    In the trap with some killers on the real
    Real man, I am man
    On the real, I'm in the trap with some killers
    On the real, I'mma stack me a million
    On the real, I'mma **** this ***** broad
    On the real, I just won't stop going hard
    On the real, on it, on it
    On the real, on it, on it
    [Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
    Kush in my hands, wake up smoking them grams
    She say I'm the man, can't keep her face out my pants
    Hand full of rings, gold on my saint
    Don't even **** with you, **** what you think
    Covered in ink
    ******* are loving me because of my money
    I know there'd be days like this
    But, never knew I would wake up, roll a joint, do my thing, and get paid like this
    I walk in the bank, the shark out the tank
    I give 'em that thing, he gone aim and don't blink
    He aimin', don't blink
    I'm doing everything that you can't
    [Bridge: Wiz Khalifa]
    Talkin' G's but you ain't 'round none
    Get a pound in your city man, it ain't 'bout nothin'
    If I gotta send it on a plane, I'mma get it
    Give a **** what a ***** think, boy I'm with it
    [Hook]
    [Verse 2: Tuki Carter]
    You ****** some haters
    You ****** not playas, you ****** is fakers
    You ****** is faker than [?]
    You ****** did salty, high sodium
    The **** is you sayin'?
    I'm focused on camera, the **** is you sayin'?
    You suckers is *****
    You focused on ******' the plans
    Rollin' through [?] I'm rollin' with your ho
    My ***** have no hope
    I'm ******' your ***** in the ***** and [?] be rolling up your dough
    Your ****** ain't loyal, your whole crew was [?] but one of them rich
    The rest of them [?] but most of you flex
    A ***** that don't know, you don't know
    My ****** got six cals more than your four-four
    Pop up your top, one more shot to the top of your block
    With that chop, you drop
    You be talkin' no mo'
    My ******* get ******* that come with more *******, ya'll ****** ain't got no hoes
    We come to your city, we takin' your [?] and leavin' out with bolos
    Your ****** is smokin' that 50, ya'll ain't even keepin' that **** hunna
    [Hook]