Real in My Veins

[Intro: Young Thug]

Tell them pussy niggas take a look at what they done created

Ooh

Mario

[Chorus: Young Thug]

I got real runnin' through my veins

I put VVSs in my chains

Remain the same and change up domain

And most these niggas change up for change

[Post-Chorus: Young Thug]

I’m just sayin' tell them pussy niggas take a look at what created

Tell the hoes take a look at what they done created

Tell the cops they gon' start chaos if they raid it

Commanding war, made somebody bleed

Now I ain’t worry 'bout you gettin' past these fuckin' bouncers

Tell the critics that they talkin' 'bout the fuckin' founder

Tell Scott I'm on the way, I’m gettin’ fuckin' faded

Call your mama, Thugger, tell her that you fuckin’ made it

[Verse 1: Young Thug]

Came from the ground to the top, uh

I'm 'bout to rob me some rocks, uh

I'm ’bout to set up a shop, uh

I'm 'bout to buy back the block, uh

I got respect for the 'Wop, uh

First nigga gave me a knot, uh

I put some keys in the pot, uh

She got Versace on her crotch, uh

It's purple, but this is not Watson, uh

I make that bitch squirt, it's a thot, uh

I turn a lil' bitch to a lot, uh

My watch on the floor, need a mop, uh

Rob Jack if he come out the box, uh

I got a tail on, it's a fox, uh

I'm banging that fire, fox, uh

My bitch get wild, uh

Bloody cross on like a pastor

Cooking fish scale with no batter-er-er-er

Chains on me like Jerry Springer beads, ay

I repent for my sins everyday

[Chorus: Young Thug]

I got real runnin' through my veins

I put VVSs in my chains

Remain the same and change up domain

And most these niggas change up for change

[Verse 2: Young Thug]

You keep playin' and you get knocked off

I hate to say it but I'm ready for the pop off

Got lil' mama outta drama, I'm talking topped off

She said she ready, let's get it, I got combos

I'm talkin' jumbo, eat me up like mumbos

Beat it up, got me jumpin' off the top rope

Beat it up, got me slidin' off the sliding board

Leave it stuck, man, lil' shawty ain't cleaned out though

I got my money up and I heard that you want some

Nigga moon walkin', Michael Jackson moves

I got latitude, I got gratitude

And if you look up at the moon, you'll see my attitude

[Chorus: Young Thug]

I got real runnin' through my veins

I put VVSs in my chains

Remain the same and change up domain

And most these niggas change up for change

[Post-Chorus: Young Thug]

I'm just sayin' tell them pussy niggas take a look at what created

Tell the hoes take a look at what they done created

Tell the cops they gon' start chaos if they raid it

Commanding war, made somebody bleed

Now I ain't worry 'bout you gettin' past these fuckin' bouncers

Tell the critics that they talkin' 'bout the fuckin' founder

Tell Scott I'm on the way, I'm gettin' fuckin' faded

Call your mama, Thugger, tell her that you fuckin' made it

[Verse 3: T-Shyne]

Yeah, I got real runnin' through my veins (Through my veins)

I heard they tryna find us out in Vegas (Out in Vegas)

Different frames, I got fifty shades (Fifty shades)

I called my dad and told him that we made it (We made it)

Lately, I've been riding in a Ghost (In a ghost)

So much stress, they thinking that I'm gonna overdose (Dose)

You talk shit, and you get comatose (Comatose)

All this money, we gon' need a vault (Need a vault)

My bitch is bad, so designer, she gon' need it (She need it)

C at the bottom of her feet like she Jesus (Chanel)

Pussy water, so I'm seasick (I'm seasick)

And we done made it out the struggle, best believe it (Best believe it), ayy

[Chorus: Young Thug]

I got real runnin' through my veins

I put VVSs in my chains

Remain the same and change up domain

And most these niggas change up for change

[Post-Chorus: Young Thug]

I'm just sayin' tell them pussy niggas take a look at what created

Tell the hoes take a look at what they done created

Tell the cops they gon' start chaos if they raid it

Commanding war, made somebody bleed

Now I ain't worry 'bout you gettin' past these fuckin' bouncers

Tell the critics that they talkin' 'bout the fuckin' founder

Tell Scott I'm on the way, I'm gettin' fuckin' faded

Call your mama, Thugger, tell her that you fuckin' made it