[Produced by DJ Mustard]

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]

Oh, na-na-na-na-na-na

Pour up, we gone drink up

Roll up, light the weed up

Hoes down, G's up

All the real ones link up

[Bridge: Beenie Man + (Jeezy)]

Everybody put your hands up

Cause its a rude bwoy link up

Smoke some weed and den we drink up

That's how the real ones link up

(That's how the real ones link up)

That's how the real ones link up

(That's how the real ones link up)

That's how the real ones link up

[Verse 1: Jeezy]

Real nigga, bitch, I do real shit

Fuckin' with a real one, get your ass dealt with

Talkin' Glock 4 with the kickback

While I'm on the couch, champagne by the 6-pack

Stars on the ceiling bitch, think she in a spaceship

Stones in the Rollie bitch, think she on a day ship

A-Town stayed down, interrogated, not a sound

Soon as them birdie land, ship them bitches outta town

But when you catch the local niggas

Foreign cars at a red light

Caramel thing, yeah them big booty, red type

Where them bad bitches who always ask you what your bread like?

We don't even trip, we just ask 'em what their head like

[Hook + Bridge]

[Verse 2: Beenie Man]

Fadda boo roll up, glass tint up

Glock inna mi hand like mi (?) up

Dem say dem wan' war so mi turn up

(Turn up fa wa?!) Di place burn up

How you fi diss ole dawg, when you a small pup?

Yuh nah dead tonight just hold a (?)

This ah nobody, this wah yuh buy round a Jacob

Yuh see me, gun ah catch E-cup

Hills and valley we cross

So like Jesus, we carry di cross

So everyone put yuh hands on yuh heart

And sing this song from start

[Hook + Bridge]