[Intro]

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]

Real [?]

I hit his face, oh, ain't no fist fighting

Niggas stepping in, enlightened

And I can't [?], not in a [?]

Hella gold on the kit like Midas

Ruby at the top, I'm so high and mighty

Punch it in again 'til I get it right

P-punch it in again 'til I get it right

[Verse]

(Yeah) yeah, your whole body, lil' nigga, gon' get fresh air

[?] so fresh like the Prince of Bel-Air

Me and [?]

Too good at this shit man it don't feel fair

Tryna say he unbothered but I know he care

Chops on my hip when I got 'em in a pair

But they always sus so I take 'em everywherе

I got twin Uzis for these pedos

So much green, I smokе the metal

He want smoke, we up and meddle

Always lookin' out out for my fellas

[Chorus]

Real [?]

I hit his face, oh, ain't no fist fighting

Niggas stepping in, enlightened

And I can't [?], not in a [?]

Hella gold on the kit like Midas

Ruby at the top, I'm so high and mighty

Punch it in again 'til I get it right

P-punch it in again 'til I get it right