| She like bae give me the game, I can handle the risk | 
| Got me through the steps, put me to the test | 
| She like when I crack smiles, she say it get her wet | 
| She hate when I lose my temper, say shit I don’t regret | 
| I’m just being a nigga, how real is that? | 
| I fuck off when we beefin', how real is that? | 
| Make a promise I keep it, how real is that? | 
| Pullin' straight up when you need me, how real is that? | 
| Stole her heart like a booster | 
| She was tired of them brewsters | 
| Now she with the winning circle, stood down on the losers | 
| Ask her how much she love me | 
| She like baby it’s crucial | 
| She like I’ll go to war 'bout you, pull up and shoot a movie | 
| I fuck off on you when on tour sometimes (I do it, I don’t know why though) | 
| I might fly a bitch out but I don’t give her the time (I fly a bitch out but | 
| don’t fuck on her, go’n) | 
| Ruth Criss where we used to go dine (remember that shit, just think about it) | 
| Michael Jackson, do you remember the times? | 
| (remember that) | 
| I’m tellin' you how it is, tryna express how I feel | 
| I get a little too emotional when I pop a few pills | 
| Drank with me, crack the seals | 
| Ice on me, let’s just chill | 
| Asked her why the fuck she single, she like niggas ain’t real | 
| She like bae give me the game, I can handle the risk | 
| Got me through the steps, put me to the test | 
| She like when I crack smiles, she say it get her wet | 
| She hate when I lose my temper, say shit I don’t regret | 
| I’m just being a nigga, how real is that? | 
| I fuck off when we beefin', how real is that? | 
| Make a promise I keep it, how real is that? | 
| Pullin' straight up when you need me, how real is that? | 
| You text my phone mad | 
| Questioning, telling me some shit a bitch had said | 
| I don’t got no flaws, admit when I’m wrong, now tell me how real is that | 
| I be needing you wrong when I’m alone, I want you up in my bed | 
| Need me to whip down, I’m only a call, I pull up wherever you at | 
| You my lil gangster bitch, you always be talkin' that gangster shit | 
| You tellin' me step and I don’t need no help | 
| I be waitin' on a nigga to play with me | 
| You be feeling some way and don’t tell me shit | 
| So how the fuck I’m 'posed to know what you thinking? | 
| So how the fuck I’m 'posed to know how you feeling? | 
| I don’t like to argue, you always be tripping | 
| I get my backend from a show and I count it up with you | 
| Now how real is that? | 
| We flex on these hoes, and that shit right there they ain’t feelin' | 
| We ain’t stoppin' that | 
| Broke up with my ex, I had left through a text | 
| What I got with you I ain’t breaking up that | 
| I hate to fly public, I pay for a jet | 
| Whenever we together I won’t regret | 
| She like bae give me the game, I can handle the risk | 
| Got me through the steps, put me to the test | 
| She like when I crack smiles, she say it get her wet | 
| She hate when I lose my temper, say shit I don’t regret | 
| I’m just being a nigga, how real is that? | 
| I fuck off when we beefin', how real is that? | 
| Make a promise I keep it, how real is that? | 
| Pullin' straight up when you need me, how real is that? |