Chase Davis - Frfr lyrics

[Hook] Yeahhhh yeahhhh, yeahhh yeahhh (ahh) (ahh) For Real for real for real for real (For Real) (Ahhhh) Ain't nothing gonna stop us (For real for real, for real for real) (Ahhhhh) You know we got them 30 Poppers (For real for real, for real for real) (Ahhh) You know I'd never leave my brothers (For real) Only god is above us, For real (For real for real) [G Herbo] (For real for real, for real for real) [Verse 1: G Herbo] I done been in that field, seen n***as get murked (For real for real) So I keep that strap sitting right on my lap, n***a k** or be k**ed (I got it) And I can't get wacked, cause I gotta make back what I lost in the trap b**h I'm all about a sack, hoes know I got racks cause I'm always in Saks Lil herb really be on the block, for real for real (For real for real) Lil herb tote Glocks , I get a n***a a shot Pull up in that drop coming straight from the dock and it come from the lot Ridin' around my city with a cup and a blunt 50 Shots I ain't worried about nothing (Huuh) [Hook] (ahhhh) Ain't nothing gonna stop us (For real for real, for real for real) (ahhhhh) You know we got them 30 Poppers (For real for real, for real for real) (ahhh) You know I'd never leave my brothers (For real) Only god is above us, for real (for real for real) For real for real, for real for real [Verse 2: G Herbo] For real for real, before I die I gotta see a 'hunnid mill But I came from the Chi got some shorties with me that would k** a n***a for a couple 'hunnid steal Gettin money Herbo (??) , the way I make those 'hunnids peal Steady whippin, (??) another k** Make a n***a wish he had another deal Yeah and I said if I want it Imma cop it Run up on me while it's on me(??), Imma pop it Going off, can't nobody stop us My tapes be the hottest, before I even drop it I don lost too many my n***as, I miss my n***as (for real for real) I don lost too many (??), so we finna go k** for real [Hook] (Ahhhh) Ain't nothing gonna stop us (For real for real, for real for real) (Ahhhhh) You know we got them 30 Poppers (For real for real, for real for real) (Ahhh) You know I'd never leave my brothers (For real) Only god is above us, for real (For real for real) For real for real, for real for real [Verse 3: G Herbo] For real for real, I feel mentally ill Cause if I see an opp, Imma let off this thirty shot Glock , 'till it's empty as hell Been in the field since a lil n***a , I do not show no sympathy still I gotta be rich or be dead Drinking this pint to the head, (??) I'd rather drink codine instead, I'm leaning and dozing Superman mixing, pouring the purp with the red b**hes they all in my face, they thirsty (??) , Shaking they a** Better hope he don't blast (Huhh) [Hook] (Ahhhh) Ain't nothing gonna stop us (for real for real, for real for real) (Ahhhhh) You know we got them 30 Poppers (for real for real, for real for real) (Ahhh) You know I'd never leave my brothers (for real) Only god is above us, for real (for real for real) For real for real, for real for real (you ain't know?) Ahhh