Real Sisters - Future

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