Hey who is that?
Who is that right there?
Hey whats up lil' mama?

She a good girl but she bad so I'm confused (Damn)
Fuck it, I'ma shoot my shot got nun' to lose (Fuck it)
I said "what's up my name is D"
She said "nigga you lyin', yo name Dolph"
Okay you know me? Then let's go pull off
Jump in this coupe and let's go and get lost
Took you to my hood but you was scared
I started laughin' then you got mad
Bet you never been with a nigga like me
Don't give a fuck about bitches count skrilla like me
We started off havin' fun though
You asked me where I keep my gun though
Uh, I don't wanna talk about that
Why that ass so fat and why you walk like that?
I'm just a lil' nigga out here havin' it
All of my niggas, they savages
Guess what I did last weekend?
Bitch I made your boyfriend's salary

She kept it so real I fuck with her foreva
She kept it so real I fuck with her foreva
She kept it so real I fuck with her foreva
Fuck with her forever, fuck with her foreva
She kept it so real that I love with her foreva
She kept it so real I fuck with her foreva
She kept it so real that I love her foreva
Fuck with her forever, fuck with her foreva

She kept it so real I can't say no
Bitch real thick like clay though
I got Hi-Tec in my Faygo
Heard you got strippers on payroll
Nigga I got killers on payroll
My lil' mama mad at me, said she don't like the way that I'm livin'
She hate to see cough medicine, say she don't like the way that I'm sippin'
I was drinkin' this shit 10 years before I met you, lil' mama you trippin'
Wait a minute, hold up it's me
Wait a minute, roll up the weed
Wait a minute, roll up my sleeves
Got a pocket full of blue cheese
Kickin' shit in the trap like Bruce Lee
When I walk in they be like "who's he?"
When I walk out they be like "what the fuck?"
What the fuck is that lil' nigga drivin'?
All my niggas, they ridin'
All of these bitches be lyin'
Lil' fly nigga plus my bitch fly so together we flying

She kept it so real I fuck with her foreva
She kept it so real I fuck with her foreva
She kept it so real I fuck with her foreva
Fuck with her forever, fuck with her foreva
She kept it so real that I love with her foreva
She kept it so real I fuck with her foreva
She kept it so real that I love with her foreva
Fuck with her forever, fuck with her foreva

Me and lil' mama in a Bentley back
Pussy nigga hatin' pulled up beside me
She pulled it out her purse, rolled the window down
Told the pussy nigga bust a move, ain't shit to try
Stayed down for a nigga on a gun charge
Went to jail with a nigga on a dope case
I told the girl how much I love ya, I'd die for ya
Wouldn't think twice, told me "boy go pull weight"
And when I told her ballin' on these hoes ain't shit to do
10 million dollars on the crib, all that for you
When you ain't even got to ask me where I'm puttin' my dick
'Cause odds are you gon' be with me when I'm getting seduced
You know penthouses full of your WCW's
And St. Regis, Four Seasons, Londons, and W's
And Rolls-Royces, Benzes, I hate BMWs
Spend that cake if I'm in love with you hey
Hey you gon' find it hard to get
Someone goin' hard at TIP
But lil' boy we started that
Closer where we are, and you a part of that
And apologies if you gave me your heart
And I turned around, gave you a heart attack
Goddamn, I'm a dog for that
But breakin' up? Came too far for that
I keep it real though

She kept it so real I fuck with her foreva
She kept it so real I fuck with her foreva
She kept it so real I fuck with her foreva
Fuck with her forever, fuck with her foreva
She kept it so real that I love with her foreva
She kept it so real I fuck with her foreva
She kept it so real that I love with her foreva
Fuck with her forever, fuck with her foreva

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Writer(s): Adolph Thornton, Clifford Harris