BBY GOYARD - REALTREE lyrics

All I see is smoke
Ayy, it's BBY GOYARD, lil' bitch

Ayy, rah pretty boy, bitch I'm clicked up
Baby faced bandit at the function
Doing stickups bust down teeth so watch what
The diamond does
All I see is smoke and all I feel is hiccups
Like a DJ,  I'm sorry for the mix-up
Talking this and that
Got a problem? I might fix up
Call up big Goji
I might go and shoot the shit up
Dirty piss gang, bitch
I can't piss in a cup
Levitation with the pack
Doing magic in the cut
So much Real tree on my body
Can't even see what's up
Ayy, he came in with his girl
But she leaving with us
If I was you, I'd probably hate my guts
Go berserk, at muscle beach with the work
And this grimy lil' Shannon stealing
Money out her purse
Hot Boy Turk, put his ass on a shirt
Came in with a fye Señorita, gon' twerk
Such a creep, you lurk
Pockets fat as fuck, they 'bout to burst
Pop like K pins, I know your ass was hurt
Long ranged, flexed up, Matthew Hurt
Long ranged, flexed up, Matthew Hurt

All I see is smoke