Song Lyrics

SethInTheKitchen
Let's go

They wanna know if he can rap, I tell 'em, "Really"
Tell my bitches, "Call me Meek" 'cause I done finally got a milli' (let's go)
You know how bitches like to act when they get pretty
Like to turn a nigga down, that's how I act when I get jiggy
F*ck around and tell her, "No," I wanna f*ck the bitch that's with ya (huh?)
We out of Backwoods, shit, f*ck it, get a Swisher
Smoke a blunt, don't do no other drugs, turn up, go get some liquor
And I know I look good, so take your picture, nigga

Ayy, bae, I know that I look good, you ain't gotta cap
It ain't my birthday, but I wish a nigga would, I ain't gotta rap
Blow out a candle on her booty, that's that cake, she make it clap
She make it shake, we at the shack, she tryna break a nigga's back
Yeah, I skipped class, when I was a jit with no hall pass (dropped)
And I'll drop dick, I pick it up, then I haul ass
She say she wanna f*ck, she don't wanna take a picture (okay)
Her pussy NyQuil, I go to sleep every time I hit her
Don't know the password, so that ain't me if they respond on my Twitter
I got that hot shit, these niggas gotta go rewind it to hear it
They know I pop shit, I'll pop a nigga right now, they know I'm with it
And I only f*ck with bitches if they're pretty

They wanna know if he can rap, I tell 'em, "Really"
Tell my bitches, "Call me Meek" 'cause I done finally got a milli' (let's go)
You know how bitches like to act when they get pretty
Like to turn a nigga down, that's how I act when I get jiggy
F*ck around and tell her, "No," I wanna f*ck the bitch that's with ya (huh?)
We out of Backwoods, shit, f*ck it, get a Swisher
Smoke a blunt, don't do no other drugs, turn up, go get some liquor
And I know I look good, so take your picture
It's 4X, nigga

They wanna know if he can spit for real (uh)
He think I'm cappin', he think I can't get him killed for real (okay)
Ayy, try your luck, I'll drop some chip and get you zipped for real (ayy, get him outta here)
A couple racks ain't shit, bitch, I signed for a couple mil' (on gang)
Oh, really?
I send shit up like I popped a wheelie
Got rich like Roddy, I stood on that block like Meek Milly (rich)
Red rag, blue faces, you know my pockets Crippin'
I pop tags and drop bags, you play they poppa, nigga (ayy, bitch)
All my neighbors white folks, they be thinkin' I'm a dealer
It's 4X, I kill the beat 'cause I signed to a killer
And I know she want me 'cause I'm a young rich nigga
And I can't beef with you if you can't show me six figures, on gang

They wanna know if he can rap, I tell 'em, "Really"
Tell my bitches, "Call me Meek" 'cause I done finally got a milli' (let's go)
You know how bitches like to act when they get pretty
Like to turn a nigga down, that's how I act when I get jiggy
F*ck around and tell her, "No," I wanna f*ck the bitch that's with ya (huh?)
We out of Backwoods, shit, f*ck it, get a Swisher
Smoke a blunt, don't do no other drugs, turn up, go get some liquor
And I know I look good, so take your picture, nigga

Jonathan Lyndale Kirk, Ross Joseph Portaro

The duration of REALLY is 2:19 minutes and seconds.