Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Real Sisters, artist - Future. Album song Beast Mode, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.01.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Stacking Sterling
Song language: English
Real Sisters |
Say you getting throwed |
I’m tryna pour up with you |
Oh, that’s your best friend? |
I’m tryna fuck her with you |
First met the bitch, they said they real sisters |
I don’t give a fuck if they was real sisters |
Fuck around with me, you tryna dodge bullets |
Serving packs of chickens in a Dodge Hemi |
Fuck around with me, you tryna dodge bullets |
Fuck around with me, I fuck twin sisters |
Whipping up a key, tryna dodge prison |
Trapping in the street, in some Margiela’s |
Players turn to fiends with that Godzilla |
Sell that heroin in the trap, I’m a dog, nigga |
Black Amigo Gang, got them bales on us |
Way before the fame, I had a bale on me |
20,000 off a juug, ain’t got a scale on me |
Real shooters, they’ll sit in jail for me |
Kill the judge, nigga, before they tell on me |
And fuck the plug, nigga, I’m tryna take something |
Finesse’d 'em out that cash, say he raped something |
I’m in Lil' Mexico, we 'bout to take something |
Hublot on a nigga, so she down for me |
Standing on the stage with them rounds on me |
I sell a lot of chickens and I’m innocent |
I’m riding with that white, dodging penitentiary |
Middle fingers always to the popo |
I done fell in love with the Lambo |
I been taking Molly, rockin' Tommy |
Tom Ford, nigga, walking like a zombie |
Standing in the trenches screaming, «murder!» |
You need to take that nigga off and try to serve 'em |
She got Chanel dripping off her, I’m 'bout to murk her |
And I can tell the way she talk, that bitch thirsty |