Waka Flocka Flame - Real Gas lyrics

[Produced by 808 Mafia] [Intro: Gucci Mane] I'm in a real dolly, My life a real movie Your girlfriend want to change her heart she is a real groupie I'm rockin' real diamonds, you rockin' real [?] And this is not a water gun this is a real Uzi [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] I got more motherf**ing money than a preacher ho I'm like a million dollars richer than a week ago Got so much j**elry on I look just like a j**elry store If you a bad b**h why you wearing sneakers for? You say your ballin' what you sittin in the bleachers for Rolls Royce a head shot but my charger is a body blow If you don't s** it right then i guess got to teach the ho I'm smoking swishers not the same sh** Wiz Khalifa smoke [Hook: Gucci Mane] I'm smoking real gas, spend money real fast Lil' momma s**y, but i wonder if that's real a** I want her real bad, i got a real bag I got it on with a long way i got that real cash I roll with real n***as, i'm talking real k**as' And i suggest you stay in line we got bad tempers I'm rocking' real Prada, I'm rocking real Louie These other s**as' out here imposters, I'm the real Gucci [Verse 2: Waka Flocka] This is a one stop shop selling weed, mollies, zans Steal from me I'm k**ing all close friends He smoking dope out of chicken bones and soda cans Clayton county that's gangland My shooters they got shooters man He wanna rob better change his plans, when they run in his house everybody backin' out and they shooting man If you want the pa** him river dell i'm out here send 100 bands, on 85 that's real sh**, flex to much get your dome kicked Can't stand a lame and a broke b**h It ain't hard to tell n***a' I'm the man Can't f** with soldiers or middle man So I'm a boss n***a, i do boss sh** Like a GD I'm a boss b**h, hanging out the window with a chopstick Got leather gloves with no mask, when I hit a lick Just to let you know who took your sh** You lame as hell you a free pick, my young n***as they'll murk your a** for a half a brick Need to rob that's my [?] [Hook]