| Real ones only, yeah
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| Real ones only, yeah
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| Real ones only, yeah
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| Real ones only, yeah
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| Middle fingers up, fuck the fakes
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| Middle fingers up, fuck the fakes
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| Middle fingers up, fuck the fakes
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| Middle fingers up, fuck the fakes
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| Real ones only in my set, keep the fake from me
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| Mad 'cause we stackin' cake like a bakery
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| Fuck a lame, they main bitches a take the D
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| Built it wit my day ones, motherfucker, no breakin' me
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| Lies, fuck out my face, I ain’t fuckin' with the fake
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| So fuck what you say, motherfucker
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| Yeah, show me the cash, show me something that will last
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| I don’t fuck with the sass, cut the fake shit
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| Real ones only, yeah
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| Real ones only, yeah
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| Real ones only, yeah
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| Real ones only, yeah
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| Middle fingers up, fuck the fakes
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| Middle fingers up, fuck the fakes
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| Middle fingers up, fuck the fakes
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| Middle fingers up, fuck the fakes
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| Ballin', ain’t no checkin' me
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| Run this game like referee
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| Only bad bitch textin' me
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| We teachin', ain’t no testin' me
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| Real ones in my set, all we do is chase a check
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| Wit' my woes, we give no fucks, all these haters do is flex
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| OG kush, I’m high like jets, wanna race? |
| Then place a bet
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| Fuck a lame and fuck a phony, real motherfuckers only
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| Give another chance and they stab you in the back
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| If they fuck you over once, then it’s comin' right back
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| Never trust a ho, never fuckin' with a snitch
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| If they gonna run they mouth, we be fuckin' their bitch
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| Like whoa, so get the fuck up out my face
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| I ain’t got time to deal with a fake ass bitch
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| Real ones only, yeah
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| Real ones only, yeah
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| Real ones only, yeah
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| Real ones only, yeah
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| Middle fingers up, fuck the fakes
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| Middle fingers up, fuck the fakes
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| Middle fingers up, fuck the fakes
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| Middle fingers up, fuck the fakes
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| Yeah, real ones in my clique
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| We ain’t got no time for bitch
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| We be at the fuckin' money
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| Like we hustle, flippin' bricks
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| If you caught talkin' shit
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| They might find you in the sticks
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| Bone Crew cut like their bodies
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| Just don’t run up on a bitch, yeah
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| No one compares to my clique
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| You know we ain’t worried about shit
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| Where the top at? |
| I’mma chase it
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| Break it all down, light it up and then blaze it
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| Wit a bad bitch, come through then take it
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| Whips is big, body no basic
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| Make another dollar, if you stack it too, then holla
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| Never fuckin' with the lames, always livin' in our lane
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| So if you are about that, you can join the rat pack
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| Come and join the Bone Crew, tell the fakes we own you, bitch |