Текст песни Ayanis - That’s Real (feat. A Boogie Wit da Hoodie)
All them other girls they ain't the same as me
Simply 'cause there really ain't no tamin' me
Crazy if you think you runnin' game on me
Quick to move around, you know it's up to me
Over bein' drama but ain't no sun in me
Good by myself, don't need no company
Quick to cut 'em off, you know my time ain't free
I do what I want, ain't trickin' me
Pull up in the new-new, I be all the air
Bakarat, it's a fragrance, I come through and they stare
Blessing up the speakers, gon' put you in the rear
Shawty she a winner she gon' get it herself
And that's real (and that's real), and that's real (and that's real)
Give a fuck (give a fuck), how you feel
You the type to think that I'ma always be here
Never met nobody that can love me for real
And that's real (real), and that's real (real)
And that's real (real), yeah
Used to be goddess, he done cry all night
Done give it to him good, to keep him actin' right
They never last long, they tend to mess up your life
I seen that time was tickin' so I took up the price
Daddy told me, "Baby, don't let these boys get so flex"
After I heard before I should've use the advice
Took a little time to get control of my life
Came up from the trenches, to that girl overnight
Pull up in the new-new, I be all the air
Bakarat, it's a fragrance, I come through and they stare
Blessing up the speakers, gon' put you in the rear
Shawty she a winner she gon' get it herself
And that's real (and that's real), and that's real (and that's real)
Give a fuck (give a fuck), how you feel
You the type to think that I'ma always be here
Never met nobody that can love me for real
I need you to be around me, hell yeah
All they ever wanna do is doubt me, hell yeah
Hoodie on low like it was cloudy, hell yeah
And some dark niggas be around me, hell yeah
Headshot put you on a bounty, hell yeah
If you don't want smoke, don't come around me, hell yeah
And I don't wanna have to be in no county
All this water on my neck and wrist, I'm drowny
Don't give me head while it's dark, oh
I wanna see your face, do somethin' nasty, call me papa
Say you got your ways 'til I do magic on you, ta-da
Saint Laurent jeans, okay you be on fly time
Say you got a man, it's okay I'll be your side dawg
Come put this whole gang in your mouth, 'til it's all gone
And you don't even gotta spit it out, you can swallow
And you don't even gotta spit it out, you can swallow
Baby girl I get you, I be bringing sauce to the bottle
Pull up in the new-new, I be all the air
Bakarat, it's a fragrance, I come through and they stare
Blessing up the speakers, gon' put you in the rear
Shawty she a winner, she gon' get it herself
And that's real (and that's real), and that's real (and that's real)
Give a fuck (give a fuck), how you feel
You the type to think that I'ma always be here
Never met nobody that can love me for real
(G-G-Give it to me)
