Google Me

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Real talk, talkin' bout real what? Fuck! What? Turn this shit up. Damn.

Keep on this hot shit. Fuck a nigga body and bitch nigga, do mines nigga.

We off now nigga. Shoot you dead nigga. Google me, google me.

It's gon' tell you I'm for real nigga. Google me, google me. I ain't never been scared nigga.

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I'ma always keep the tool on me. Google me, google me. It's gon' tell you I'm for real nigga.

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I held it down in jail nigga. Google me, google me. I'ma always keep the tool on me.

Fresher than a baby's ass, tryna get that baby cash. Two deep in the coupe, just me and

Chad. All I see, think, and dream about is cash. Never ever had cash.

What I rap for is cash. Let's get money nigga. Scientists so icy, no sweat.

Flocka 'bout his cash. Jim carry chain on my charm, green as the mask.

1017, you can call that shit Brick Squad. Four, nine, and 37, you can call that shit Hit Squad. Slow down,

I'm throwin' out of breath. Flocka goin' hard. Thinkin' smart, makin' new friends.

Keep my hands in. I'm about a dollar and I got no fuckin' sense.

I need a big ass house with a white picket fence. Fuck! Google me, google me. It's gon' tell you

I'm for real nigga. Google me, google me. I ain't never been scared nigga.

Google me, google me. I held it down in jail nigga. Google me, google me.

I'ma always keep the tool on me. Google me, google me. It's gon' tell you I'm for real nigga.

Google me, google me. I ain't never been scared nigga. Google me, google me.

I held it down in jail nigga. Google me, google me.

I'ma always keep the tool on me. Google me, google me. Tell me what you find.

Cocaine dealer, stay cookin' all the time. Whippin' four ways, babies, and nines. Murderistic mind, keep a.

40 by my side. Cartel Bill, real Mexican goon.

Trap doin' crazy numbers, call it looney tunes. Pussy talkin' shit, but now he sayin' nothin'. Pull up to the red light,

MGM dumpin'. Tool always on me, that's part of my wardrobe.

Scared to kill a nigga, then what you got a strap for?

If you ain't gettin' money, then what you live for? Six figure play made on my fuckin' cellphone. Google me, google me.

It's gon' tell you I'm for real nigga. Google me, google me.

I ain't never been scared nigga. Google me, google me. I held it down in jail nigga.

Google me, google me. I'ma always keep the tool on me. Google me, google me. It's gon' tell you

I'm for real nigga. Google me, google me. I ain't never been scared nigga.

Google me, google me. I held it down in jail nigga. Google me, google me.

I'ma always keep the tool on me.

Google me nigga, pull up my resume. It's gon' tell you I do gangsta shit every day.

I swear to tell the whole truth and nothin' but the truth.

So I gotta keep it a hundred when I'm in the booth.

And when I'm in the streets, even in my sleep. I can go anywhere, better remember me.

It's a red scotch, you better do your own work. I have my own pistol, I have my own Perc.

I never been a bitch, I never turned snitch.

So if you disrespect me, that'll get you burned quick. I hate bitch niggas, I hang with real guys.

'Cause I'm a real nigga, you better realize. Google me, google me. It's gon' tell you I'm for real nigga.

Google me, google me. I ain't never been scared nigga. Google me, google me.

I held it down in jail nigga. Google me, google me. I'ma always keep the tool on me.

Google me, google me. It's gon' tell you I'm for real nigga. Google me, google me.

I ain't never been scared nigga. Google me, google me. I held it down in jail nigga.

Google me, google me. I'ma always keep the tool on me. Google me motherfucker, K-I-N-T-O.

Rocko Flocka, so icy, mark your man, cutthroat.

Bald head, tatted up, Mexicans from the A. Black Chevrolet 28, amigo gettin' paid.

Google me, scheme me, black ragged pistol. Know this gangsta shit, gun life is what I live for.

Type of nigga that'll go loco. Type of nigga that'll snatch your ho. South Atlanta, Murder

Street. Hendersonville, you find me. Forest Park, Riverdale, tool all day.

Google me. Need work, need pills, green, yeah just google me.

Make money, live fast, drug life and gang fight.

Might sell you break, yeah, and kick your door the same night. Google me, google me