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Young Thug - Real in My Veins Lyrics
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Tell them pussy niggas take a look at what they created
(Mario)

I got real runnin' through my veins
I put VVS's in my chains
Remain the same, ain't change up, though man
And most these niggas change up for change

I'm just sayin' tell them pussy niggas take a look at what they created
Tell the whole circle look at what they done created
Tell the cops they gon' start chaos if they raid it
Commanding war, make somebody bleed
Now I ain't worry 'bout you, gettin' past these f*ckin' bouncers
Tell the critics that they talkin' 'bout the f*ckin' founder
Tell Scott I'm on the way, I'm gettin' f*ckin' faded
Call your momma, Thugger, tell her that you f*ckin' made it

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
Chains on me like Jerry Springer beezy
I repent for my sins everyday

I got real runnin' through my veins
I put VVS's in my chains
Remain the same, ain't change up, though man
And most these niggas change up for change

You keep on playin' and you get knocked off
I hate to say it but I'm ready for the pop off
Got lil' mama outta drum talkin' top throat
She said she ready, let's get it I got combos
I'm talkin' junk food, eat me up like Mumbo's
Beat it up, got me choppin' off the top rope
Beat it up, 'bout to slide off the sliding board
Leave it stuck, man lil' shawty ain't cleaned out tho'
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 altitude

I got real runnin' through my veins
I put VVS's in my chains
Remain the same, ain't change up, though man
And most these niggas change up for change

I'm just sayin' tell them pussy niggas take a look at what they created
Tell the whole circle look at what they done created
Tell the cops they gon' start chaos if they raid it
Commanding war, make somebody bleed
Now I ain't worry 'bout you, gettin' past these f*ckin' bouncers
Tell the critics that they talkin' 'bout the f*ckin' founder
Tell Scott I'm on the way, I'm gettin' f*ckin' faded
Call your momma, Thugger, tell her that you f*ckin' made it

I got real runnin' through my veins (through my veins)
I heard they tryin' to find us out in Vegas (out in Vegas)
Different frames I got fifty shades (fifty shades)
I call my dad and told him that we made it (we made it)
Lately I been ridin' in a Ghost (in a Ghost)
So much they thinkin' that I'm gonna overdose (no)
You talk shit 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, hey)

I got real runnin' through my veins
I put VVS's in my chains
Remain the same, ain't change up, though man
And most these niggas change up for change

I'm just sayin' tell them pussy niggas take a look at what they created
Tell the whole circle look at what they done created
Tell the cops they gon' start chaos if they raid it
Commanding war, make somebody bleed
Now I ain't worry 'bout you, gettin' past these f*ckin' bouncers
Tell the critics that they talkin' 'bout the f*ckin' founder
Tell Scott I'm on the way, I'm gettin' f*ckin' faded
Call your momma, Thugger, tell her that you f*ckin' made it
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Tell them pussy niggas take a look at what they created
(Mario)

I got real runnin' through my veins
I put VVS's in my chains
Remain the same, ain't change up, though man
And most these niggas change up for change

I'm just sayin' tell them pussy niggas take a look at what they created
Tell the whole circle look at what they done created
Tell the cops they gon' start chaos if they raid it
Commanding war, make somebody bleed
Now I ain't worry 'bout you, gettin' past these f*ckin' bouncers
Tell the critics that they talkin' 'bout the f*ckin' founder
Tell Scott I'm on the way, I'm gettin' f*ckin' faded
Call your momma, Thugger, tell her that you f*ckin' made it

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
Chains on me like Jerry Springer beezy
I repent for my sins everyday

I got real runnin' through my veins
I put VVS's in my chains
Remain the same, ain't change up, though man
And most these niggas change up for change

You keep on playin' and you get knocked off
I hate to say it but I'm ready for the pop off
Got lil' mama outta drum talkin' top throat
She said she ready, let's get it I got combos
I'm talkin' junk food, eat me up like Mumbo's
Beat it up, got me choppin' off the top rope
Beat it up, 'bout to slide off the sliding board
Leave it stuck, man lil' shawty ain't cleaned out tho'
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 altitude

I got real runnin' through my veins
I put VVS's in my chains
Remain the same, ain't change up, though man
And most these niggas change up for change

I'm just sayin' tell them pussy niggas take a look at what they created
Tell the whole circle look at what they done created
Tell the cops they gon' start chaos if they raid it
Commanding war, make somebody bleed
Now I ain't worry 'bout you, gettin' past these f*ckin' bouncers
Tell the critics that they talkin' 'bout the f*ckin' founder
Tell Scott I'm on the way, I'm gettin' f*ckin' faded
Call your momma, Thugger, tell her that you f*ckin' made it

I got real runnin' through my veins (through my veins)
I heard they tryin' to find us out in Vegas (out in Vegas)
Different frames I got fifty shades (fifty shades)
I call my dad and told him that we made it (we made it)
Lately I been ridin' in a Ghost (in a Ghost)
So much they thinkin' that I'm gonna overdose (no)
You talk shit 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, hey)

I got real runnin' through my veins
I put VVS's in my chains
Remain the same, ain't change up, though man
And most these niggas change up for change

I'm just sayin' tell them pussy niggas take a look at what they created
Tell the whole circle look at what they done created
Tell the cops they gon' start chaos if they raid it
Commanding war, make somebody bleed
Now I ain't worry 'bout you, gettin' past these f*ckin' bouncers
Tell the critics that they talkin' 'bout the f*ckin' founder
Tell Scott I'm on the way, I'm gettin' f*ckin' faded
Call your momma, Thugger, tell her that you f*ckin' made it
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Writer: Jeffery Lamar Williams, Masamune Rex Kudo, Ryan Vojtesak
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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