The real by Fatboy Fetti Lyrics
Intro
Scream that shit
Oh aigh sanctioned sanctioned sanctioned
Gpay huh
Yo fatboy talk that shit for these dumb niggas
Fuck niggas talking bout pussy
Verse
I got some shit I gotta say so ima talk the facts
The niggas that you hang wit hommie heard they all some rats
I got love for my apes Billy’s and all my hats
And all my niggas official scrap you could check the stats
But we be boolin we focused we getting to this paper
And if it’s not bout the money Aigh I’ll see you later
I’m heavy on the Slatty Greene just like we the gators
And if we all getting money why is you a hater ?
Well Fettiway is the label the only shit I’m jacking
Well Fettiway To fenihana you know we all packin
You can’t talk bad on gang if so then you just cappin
I call up wavey that’s structure he slide and let them have it
I’m fatboy fetti but you niggas already know my body
I used catch head in triple 3 leek girl was a thotty
I grab some eats go ina Brib then Just roll a hotty
I got a bae so ima give my hommies all the lottys
Deadass hommie I’m serious u know this shit is real
Cause we was struggling for a minute it’s a different feel
Head to toe in all back I’m toteing on the steel
We trappin none stop Nigga we gotta see a mill
It’s only me and G right now we grinding in the Stu
I never question loyalty he know what I been through
And this my day one hommies he not just out the blue
I’ll empty clip for bro that is not a clue
But let me get back on topic and let me finish tho
You call me fatboy or chubbs because you not my bro
Throwback to Robin BB belts you already know
The grey bottoms we wavey and y’all already snow
Niggas shocked they like what he trap and he rap
You damn right and I’m tough I gotta keep a strap
And hashtag we outside and don’t forget the SLATT
Fatboy fetti that’s me you peep it on my back
But we not cappin we active we really bout that action
I tell Kash come geek up you know he start blasting
Too many 6ix9ines need to stop the rapping
I call kuma for the V so know we packing
You niggas fakes u Niggas snakes y’all just in the grass
Pull up on you like snake boss I get on your ass
And I don’t care if you run I know that I’m not fast
But I’ll up it so fast you won’t see the flash
The same niggas since day one I can’t switch up
My shooters ready they focus you better grip up
Big chops they to heavy you can’t lift up
And ain’t no mercy when we catch we don’t give a fuck
Outro
Fuck is you talking about
All y’all niggas suck my dick man
Fatboy fetti big packs big racks
Get back or get wacked
Double F no Fendi
Fettiway GLAHH
Scream that shit
Oh aigh sanctioned sanctioned sanctioned
Gpay huh
Yo fatboy talk that shit for these dumb niggas
Fuck niggas talking bout pussy
Verse
I got some shit I gotta say so ima talk the facts
The niggas that you hang wit hommie heard they all some rats
I got love for my apes Billy’s and all my hats
And all my niggas official scrap you could check the stats
But we be boolin we focused we getting to this paper
And if it’s not bout the money Aigh I’ll see you later
I’m heavy on the Slatty Greene just like we the gators
And if we all getting money why is you a hater ?
Well Fettiway is the label the only shit I’m jacking
Well Fettiway To fenihana you know we all packin
You can’t talk bad on gang if so then you just cappin
I call up wavey that’s structure he slide and let them have it
I’m fatboy fetti but you niggas already know my body
I used catch head in triple 3 leek girl was a thotty
I grab some eats go ina Brib then Just roll a hotty
I got a bae so ima give my hommies all the lottys
Deadass hommie I’m serious u know this shit is real
Cause we was struggling for a minute it’s a different feel
Head to toe in all back I’m toteing on the steel
We trappin none stop Nigga we gotta see a mill
It’s only me and G right now we grinding in the Stu
I never question loyalty he know what I been through
And this my day one hommies he not just out the blue
I’ll empty clip for bro that is not a clue
But let me get back on topic and let me finish tho
You call me fatboy or chubbs because you not my bro
Throwback to Robin BB belts you already know
The grey bottoms we wavey and y’all already snow
Niggas shocked they like what he trap and he rap
You damn right and I’m tough I gotta keep a strap
And hashtag we outside and don’t forget the SLATT
Fatboy fetti that’s me you peep it on my back
But we not cappin we active we really bout that action
I tell Kash come geek up you know he start blasting
Too many 6ix9ines need to stop the rapping
I call kuma for the V so know we packing
You niggas fakes u Niggas snakes y’all just in the grass
Pull up on you like snake boss I get on your ass
And I don’t care if you run I know that I’m not fast
But I’ll up it so fast you won’t see the flash
The same niggas since day one I can’t switch up
My shooters ready they focus you better grip up
Big chops they to heavy you can’t lift up
And ain’t no mercy when we catch we don’t give a fuck
Outro
Fuck is you talking about
All y’all niggas suck my dick man
Fatboy fetti big packs big racks
Get back or get wacked
Double F no Fendi
Fettiway GLAHH