Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song For Real , by - YNW Melly. Release date: 16.06.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
For Real |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |