(Intro)

Ayo man, shout out Syndrome for letting me use this beat, word up

(Ladies and gentlemen, this is Augmented Reality)

Haha, oh man, we too cold bruh, we too cold

Augmented Reality, ay, lets get it

(Chorus)

I wouldn’t do that

(Do that, do that, do that, do that, do that, do that)

Go ahead and prove that

(Prove that, prove that, prove that, prove that)

I got the stick so boot that

(Boot that, boot that, boot that, boot that, boot that)

I got the gun, lemme shoot that

(Shoot that, shoot that, shoot that, shoot that)

Uh, yeah

(Verse 1)

Thinking about you last (mmhmm)

About the past

About the cash

When they diss, we gon’ drill them

Everybody gon’ drop when we kill ‘em

Everybody gon’ drop when we fill up

Nobody competing with this killa

Uh, I’m closing the door

Hand me a mop, there’s blood on the floor

You don’t want beef, you better just do what you’re supposed to

I got my boy on the track, and lemme tell you, you don’t wanna make the wrong move

We gon’ catch you, might just take everything and then we gon’ snatch you

Yeah, how you feeling now? No more of your smiles, i’ma do you like your bad dude

(I’ma hey you)

Ay Susan, pass the mic down to my homie

You already know, right after the chorus

(No problem, I will be communicating with Mayamiko after the chorus)

(Chorus)

I wouldn’t do that

(Do that, do that, do that, do that, do that, do that)

Go ahead and prove that

(Prove that, prove that, prove that, prove that)

I got the stick so boot that

(Boot that, boot that, boot that, boot that, boot that)

I got the gun, lemme shoot that

(Shoot that, shoot that, shoot that, shoot that)

Uh, yeah

(Shyea)

Ayo Reelistik lets get ‘em n*gga

(Verse 2)

I’m dope n*gga, back in the booth, I’m home n*gga

Give ‘em what they want like a dope dealer

I’m so relaxed, got both feet up

Cut n*ggas off, I don’t need ‘em

Most these n*ggas just b*tch and sh*t

They on the p*ssy sh*t

I’m on the different sh*t

I get the p*ssy quick

I’m with a different b*tch

F*ck with me, might as well dig a ditch

Make it six foot deep, I kill this sh*t

They start sh*t but I finish sh*t

On the boss sh*t, on my business sh*t

This is greatness that y’all witnessing

They guilty, but I innocent

I’m in the innocent, they get framed quick

Different game, but it’s the same sh*t

But for them n*ggas, I change things

Put my d*ck on her lips like taste it

Then she goes home and then kiss her man

Real recognize real, I’ma sh*t at banks

Make the money then give it back

Help the hood but do it from a distance

Y’all killed Nipsey so f*ck y’all (F*ck y’all)

You ain’t with us, you against us

I wouldn’t do that

(Do that, do that, do that, do that, do that, do that)

Go ahead and prove that

(Prove that, prove that, prove that, prove that)

I got the stick so boot that

(Boot that, boot that, boot that, boot that, boot that)

I got the gun, lemme shoot that (Go get ‘em)

Uh, yeah

(Level 3, Augmented Reality training complete)