YNW Melly — 4 Real

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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
It’s a whole lot on my mind
I need to feel myself
Yung Lan on the track
Run that back, Turbo
I really want you baby (I really want you)
But you keep fuckin’ playin’ with me (You keep fuckin’ playin’, baby)
Shoot that Glock until it’s fuckin’ empty (Shoot it ’til it’s fuckin’ empty)
And I see it in your eyes, you envy

[Chorus]
Baby, do you like me? ‘Cause I like you
Get to know you, why I would like to
Give it to me slowly, let the beat ride
I can fly you to an island on a G5
For real, for real (I’m so for real)
For real, I’m so for real (I’m so for real)
For real, for real (I’m so for real)
For real

[Verse 1]
I wanna turn up some more (I wanna turn up)
She wanna to turn up some more (She just wanna turn up)
Glocks, we got gunshot galore (We got a lot of guns)
Girl, we done been here before (Na, na, na)
When I call you, do not press ignore (Don’t press ignore)
Eat up the meat, carnivore (Eat up the meat, yeah)
Fuck on your bitch like a whore (Yeah, she’s a whore)
That pussy ancient like a dinosaur (Yeah, she’s a whore)
Hop in the Benz, hop in the coupe, ride with me
Suck on the dick, Melly made it out of poverty
If you my bitch then you are my property
I’ma own you, ain’t talkin’ monopoly

[Chorus]
Baby, do you like me? ‘Cause I like you
Get to know you, why I would like to
Give it to me slowly, let the beat ride
I can fly you to an island on a G5
For real, for real (I’m so for real)
For real, I’m so for real (I’m so for real)
For real, for real (I’m so for real)
For real

[Verse 2]
Don’t play with me, play with your clit
I’m a young nigga hittin’ licks, huh
Hundred bands in Saks Fifth, yeah
She can suck the dick like yeah
Off the Henny, man she already drunk a fifth
Now she wanna suck a young nigga’s clique
Now she rubbin’ all over her clit
I just walked in inside her
I just want to ride her
She say that she want Melly’s baby
I can nut all inside her
All these niggas ain’t ride
Niggas claim that they ridin’
But these niggas be changin’ on you
Man these niggas be trippin’, dog
Blood or they crippin’, dog
I seen it all, I seen it all
Remember when she used to smell a young nigga’s drawers
She used to slurp on the dick and the balls
Two bitches at the bottom on they knees, they doin’ the same
And I knew I would never change
She wanna fuck a nigga’s gang
And I’m not Rich Homie Quan
Buzz Lightyear, we go infinity and beyond

[Chorus]
Baby, do you like me? ‘Cause I like you
Get to know you, why I would like to
Give it to me slowly, let the beat ride
I can fly you to an island on a G5
For real, for real (I’m so for real)
For real, I’m so for real (I’m so for real)
For real, for real (I’m so for real)
For real