Ethan Peters Beats - Real Different (feat. Navi WDGT & C-Brazy)

Woah, woah, woah, woah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Gllllllrttttt bow

You know my body real different
When I'm with the gang I move devious
Shawty gone fuck with the kid she real deviant
Can't wait to blow up and go flex with my VVS
I'm tryna live a lil' lavish
Remember them days I ain't had shit
Use to stuff up them bans in the mattress
Or stick it in Henny and stash it
You know my body real different
When I'm with the gang I move devious
Shawty gone fuck with the kid she real deviant
Can't wait to blow up and go flex with my VVS
I'm tryna live a lil' lavish
Remember them days I ain't had shit
Use to stuff up them bans in the mattress
Or stick it in Henny and stash it

My pops would tell me to lift up my pants up
Nowadays you just gotta man up
Cus this life shit it ain't easy
It's just get the bag and getting greedy
Living my life yeah I'm living real private
They gon' see me like reality TV
If that's how it go then let it be
Cus I'm on the come up like who is he
Navi
Movie
I got the choppa no safety
Let it rain we gone send him to Hades
Demon timing I got aim like I'm Brady
Flexing on sight shooting through a Mercedes
Strapped up
Navy
She want to have my baby
Woah crazy

You know my body real different
When I'm with the gang I move devious
Shawty gone fuck with the kid she real deviant
Can't wait to blow up and go flex with my VVS
I'm tryna live a lil' lavish
Remember them days I ain't had shit
Use to stuff up them bans in the mattress
Or stick it in Henny and stash it
You know my body real different
When I'm with the gang I move devious
Shawty gone fuck with the kid she real deviant
Can't wait to blow up and go flex with my VVS
I'm tryna live a lil' lavish
Remember them days I ain't had shit
Use to stuff up them bans in the mattress
Or stick it in Henny and stash it

I'm running right through the cyclone
Get me a thick bitch and a nice home
She the hottie with a body, gives nice dome
I ain't really tryna cuff, she psycho
Want beef, you don't really wanna fight bro
On G.O.D you gon' see the light bro
Try and beef on me it's gon' be on sight bro
Don't try and lean on me I ain't got no sprite bro
I swear I do the most
With this rapping they talking that shit and they bout to get smoked
Yeah they make me laugh
But everyone knows that this shit ain't no joke
I be smokin' on gas
Best in the country and that be fo sho
That shit got me blast
Got me so baked it got me wanting more
Stupid, too baked
I can't fuck with some people they two faced
I don't give a fuck bout what you say
Got the club going up like it's Tuesday
I'm just tryna do it myself
I ain't the one to be asking for help
I be next and it ain't hard to tell
I wouldn't mind going to Hell

You know my body real different
When I'm with the gang I move devious
Shawty gone fuck with the kid she real deviant
Can't wait to blow up and go flex with my VVS
I'm tryna live a lil' lavish
Remember them days I ain't had shit
Use to stuff up them bans in the mattress
Or stick it in Henny and stash it

Written by:
Carman Augustine, Ivan Meas

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