Valee, DRAM - About U Lyrics

And I'm so for real about you

I poured up a 6 again
(I poured up a 6 again)
With a bad, bad bitch again
(With a bad, bad bitch again)
Ain't no tellin' what she on
(Ain't no tellin' what she on)
When, when we done with this again
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(When, when we done with this again)
Find a bitch that's thick like this again
(Find a bitch that's thick like this again)
I congratulate you on my own
(I congratulate you on my own)
Buying designer shit like this again
(Buying designer shit like this again)
Hope you not tryna run up, 'cause then
(Hope you not tryna run up, 'cause then)
I won't hesitate to shoot this bitch
(I won't hesitate to shoot this bitch)
All this dope I got, all this dope I got
(All this dope I got, all this dope I got)
This still ain't as dope as you
(Still ain't as dope as you)
Still ain't as dope as you
(Still ain't as dope as you)

Hit the streets, stay out
Sip that lean, knockoff
Walk that bitch, lay out
Oh, oh
And I'm so for real about you (I'm for real about you)
And I'm so for real about you (I'm for real about you)
And I'm so for real about you (I'm for real about you)
I won't go nowhere without you (go nowhere without you)

W-wanna stack up your Benjamins
(Stack up your Benjamins)
What you kickin', set back back and shit
(What you kickin', set back back and shit)
So you caught a flat on your Benz again
(So you caught a flat on your Benz again)
Dropped it off, got it fixed again
(Dropped it off, got it fixed again)
Versace drawers on your bitch again
(Versace drawers on your bitch again)
Got her on her paws like a pit again
(Got her on her paws like a pit again)
Ran off on your plug, all you did him man
(Ran off on your plug, all you did him man)
(Oh, you is bold)
Ah, nah, she ain't from here, she not citizen
(She ain't from here, she not citizen)
(Not from here at all)
All this guap I got, all this guap I got
I just might throw it on you (I just might throw it on you)
Just might throw it on you (just might throw it on you)
Gave my son all my 10's again
(Gave my son all my 10's again)
Savin' all his 1's again
(Savin' all his 1's again)
Taught him how to shoot a 9
(Taught him how to shoot a 9)
Walked in Gucci, bought a 9 in men's
(Walked in Gucci, bought a 9 in men's)

Hit the streets, stay out
Sip that lean, knockoff
Walk that bitch, lay out
Oh, oh
And I'm so for real about you (I'm for real about you)
And I'm so for real about you (I'm for real about you)
And I'm so for real about you (I'm for real about you)
I won't go nowhere without you

Made my old bottom bitch my bottom bitch again
Got her back addicted to my wisdom and this dick again
I got rich two times in one lifetime, finna get rich again
Think it's 'bout that time 'cause my palms gettin' that itch again
I can't rub it off, pink molly look like raw chicken skin
If you see me grindin' up my teeth, I'm on that thizz again
If you see a hoe walkin' with me, we friends with benefits
Ain't this what you think, but what you think is not my business
No, it's not at all, ay, ay
All this guap, all this drip, watch it drop on your bitch
I get paid a scholarship, just for playing colleges
School of hard knocks, big facts, that part
Pools of Wockhardt, my heart won't start
Sentiment, I don't really show it, al I know is grind and gettin' it
I done seen so many fuckin' commas from my penmanship
I'ma keep my left hand to that pad 'til it fall off
For the love of music and the Benjamins, yeah

Hit the streets, stay out
Sip that lean, knockoff
Walk that bitch, lay out
Oh, oh
And I'm so for real about you (I'm for real about you)
And I'm so for real about you (I'm for real about you)
And I'm so for real about you (I'm for real about you)
I won't go nowhere without you

W-wanna stack up your Benjamins
W-wanna stack up your Benjamins
W-wanna stack up your Benjamins
W-wanna stack up your Benjamins
W-wanna stack up your Benjamins
W-wanna stack up your Benjamins
W-wanna stack up your Benjamins
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