KJ Suave - OH REALLY Lyrics

(Damn, Murphy don't miss)
Won't trip on a tuck that's a hottie
Better have a cute face with that body
I be stacking my bread
Got the box with the stick and I'm tryna get Rich just like Roddy
Got some head in the whip, I was flying
Took my soul, thought a nigga was dying
When I came back to life, I was up in a Tesla
I realized I ain't have to drive it
Why you get mad, that she's throwing it
It's not my fault, yo' bitch poking it
Go to the room (What she do)
She was throating it
If she loves you, why she going then ?
Always talking 'bout the shorties
I f*cked her and lost her, I'm looking for Dori
She posted and @'d me, won't put on my story
We only hang out when she call cause she's horny
Back in this bitch, like an addict I'm scratching again
I be ducking the fake niggas, they be capped out
Talking sliding but never bring straps out
He was gangster, I see he a bitch now
He was blood but he hanging with crips now
I could never let a nigga f*ck with my energy
Light him up like a Dutch, is you kidding me ?
All my niggas got nines and it's plenty beef
You violate, we invade through your chimney
Like I'm Santa, the "ho's" I got three on me
And we pull with some shit that be hard to see
Know I vibe in the room, I got eyes on me
All the aroma in here is because of me
I never been the type of nigga that'll type to niggas, so if you do you a bitch to me
I don't mean to be mean, I am sorry
I you pregnant we going on Maury
I am not the only one that's hitting that
Matter fact I ain't hit cause she boring
I don't mean to be mean, I am sorry
I you pregnant we going on Maury
I am not the only one that's hitting that
Matter fact I ain't hit cause she boring
Won't trip on a tuck that's a hottie
Better have a cute face with that body
I be stacking my bread
Got the box with the stick and I'm tryna get Rich just like Roddy
Got some head in the whip, I was flying
Took my soul, thought a nigga was dying
When I came back to life, I was up in a Tesla
I realized I ain't have to drive it
Up top I be bopping and weaving
I was never violent, was chill till we had that attack
We go meet at his crib
I'ma kick in the front door and wave the straps while folks 'nem go through the back
After sweeping his crib, he was gone so we had to go find him
I need him where is he- a map
He was getting topped up in the whip and got dropped with his bitch
And we left with his head on his lap
I don't got no enemies but my imagery is out of this world is you shitting me
For example, your shortie's a puppet
I put my hand it, make it move, and she speak for me
Wanna knuckle up, you wanna see me I'll knock you out and have you wonder like Stevie
That's too boring, I'll put on glasses make you see blue and red like you're watching in 3D
Please get someone that can flow with me
Take your time, I'ma sit and wait in my seat
I be smoking that Cali, I'm up in the Valley or high in the hills, Beverly
Please get someone that can flow with me
Take your time, I'ma sit and wait in my seat
I be smoking that Cali, I'm high in the Valley or up in the hills, Beverly