Beatking - Real Life lyrics

[Hook] I swang a b**h with the paper tag I copped the Wraith just to make em mad I f** a hoe look like Stacy Dash I f** these b**hes in real life All my hoes do a lot of blow I make a hoe kiss another hoe Club God I get a lot of dough I get this paper in real life It's f** a hater in real life I drive these cars in real life I f** these broads in real life Texas Hammers the squad in real life Hold up hold up hold up hold up hold up Bad b**h with me when I roll up I get this paper in real life It's f** these haters in real life [Verse 1 - BeatKing] Zilla Zilla I'm the truth Pull up in the coup with a swoop I got that 'Lac with no roof I got that Ac in my juice You tryna jack then I shoot k** a n***a then I'm back in the booth Your baby mom on my dick I hit her from the back and then take off my swoopes I got b**hes, I got paper Put the 'Lac on them swangers You kiss hoes, that's amazing She s** dick, I can't save her That's the code, b**h I'm throwed Wrist is froze, pimpin' hoes Tippin' fours, trunk exposed With the neon lights before it close BeatKing swingin' something mean I got bread like [?] If your b**h on my dick on my Instagram pic tell her come clean Cause you know Club got the [?] She call me daddy, no foster I stay pissin' off these haters Six years in, I ain't exhausted [Hook] I swang a b**h with the paper tag I copped the Wraith just to make em mad I f** a hoe look like Stacy Dash I f** these b**hes in real life All my hoes do a lot of blow I make a hoe kiss another hoe Club God I get a lot of dough I get this paper in real life It's f** a hater in real life I drive these cars in real life I f** these broads in real life Texas Hammers the squad in real life Hold up hold up hold up hold up hold up Bad b**h with me when I roll up I get this paper in real life It's f** these haters in real life [Verse 2 - BeatKing] b**h I've been stackin' this cake I got the racks in my safe Your hoe on my dick? n***a, oh well She threw it back at my hotel Pa**ed her to my partners cause I'm generous The sh** you rap about I'm livin' it That's why your baby momma feelin' it Ain't no other n***a trill as this I got percs, I got xans I got mollies, whatchu need? Mixed the sh** with the lean Now this b**h on her knees I didn't do it, it was the d** All these strippers showin' me love Club Godzilla, ain't no other n***a trilla Pull up in a mothaf**in' three wheeler Sittin' on the floor with a hoe I run Texas, you ain't know Not for play, n***a real life I had a threesome with your real wife Like Bun B I live a trill life If it ain't foreign it don't feel right They done discontinued Ac Cause out of town n***as can't pop a seal right [Hook] I swang a b**h with the paper tag I copped the Wraith just to make em mad I f** a hoe look like Stacy Dash I f** these b**hes in real life All my hoes do a lot of blow I make a hoe kiss another hoe Club God I get a lot of dough I get this paper in real life It's f** a hater in real life I drive these cars in real life I f** these broads in real life Texas Hammers the squad in real life Hold up hold up hold up hold up hold up Bad b**h with me when I roll up I get this paper in real life It's f** these haters in real life