Foreal Songtext
von Aaron Page

Who the fuck is giving out Louis, Gucci, Chanel?
I know what you like I do
Woah I do
It ain′t trickin' if you got it (ain′t trickin' if you got it)
And girl you know I got it (you know I got it)
So pour us some D'Ussé it might spin

Yeah, who the fuck is giving out Louis, Gucci, Chanel?
I just fucked a budget up label calling me stale
These niggas hate me for real
Them bitches fuck with me still so

Damn some shit I gotta do, I′m poppin′ shit I got it though
I run this shit like cardio for real
Hold on nigga, pour us some D'Ussé
And then she got a friend
Gotta ring that shit like two-way for real


Beyoncé my bitch, bad like Beyoncé
I turn this shit to lemonade
This cash on me ain′t mini-made for real
What they say I gotta set the record straight
Rhyme, rhyme with that drum on my show, my nigga a bit of ways for real

Okay, shorty bust it
If a nigga ain't trickin′, how you gon' trust me?
I might spend a couple thousand just to show I love you
I might spend a couple thousand baby, just because

Swingin′ shorty my bestie my baby
My slime you my baby yeah
Yeah you made for me like money loans
Tryna see that ass with nothin' on
Tryna fuck you to your favorite song for real, yeah

Who the fuck is giving out Louis, Gucci, Chanel?
I just fucked a budget up label calling me stale
These niggas hate me for real
Them bitches fuck with me still so

Damn some shit I gotta do, I'm poppin′ shit I got it though
I run this shit like cardio for real
Hold on nigga, pour us some D′Ussé
And then she got a friend
Gotta ring that shit like two-way for real


Beyoncé my bitch, bad like Beyoncé
I turn this shit to lemonade
This cash on me ain't mini-made for real
What they say I gotta set the record straight
Rhyme, rhyme with that drum on my show, my nigga a bit of ways for real

For real, for real, for real
For real, for real, for real