APAC - Ferrari lyrics

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APAC - Ferrari lyrics

[Intro] Two Zero Zero Shout out the Gang Shout out my bros man Shout out them real n***as man [Chorus] Real n***as can't be forgotten, Real n***as can't be forgotten All my n***as stay real, all my n***as too real Real n***as can't be forgotten, Real n***as can't be forgotten All my n***as stay real, all my n***as too real b**h so foreign, she look like a walking Ferrari, walking Ferrari, Balling no Lowry Smoke by the ounce of that loud You can call it the Irie b**h so foreign, she look like a walking Ferrari, walking Ferrari, Balling no Lowry Smoke by the ounce of that loud You can call it the Irie [Verse 1: APAC] Smoke by the ounce of loud, you can call it the Irie, Splash like Kyrie (Swish!) Chauffeur riding for my whip, your b**h wanna f** in the backseat She asking, she getting it down so nasty I got money, she know I'm balling, she think I'm an athlete n***as be hating too much, f** around you out of luck (out of luck) My n***as gonna shoot they clutch, they always be on the watch (they watching) 30 on cache, shooting it fast , and shooting for opps Take off his top, trying to the chase the gwop Sippin a four, si-sippin a four, sipping sipping a slow Your main she on go, she love big dick in her throat Money is all that I know, I love how it go Truey'd from my head to my toes I love my n***as cause i know they can not fold I know they will not fold I love my n***as cause i know they will not fold [Chorus] Real n***as can't be forgotten, they can't be forgotten All my n***as they real, all my n***as too real Real n***as can't be forgotten, Real n***as can't be forgotten All my n***as stay real, all my n***as too real b**h so foreign, she look like a walking Ferrari, walking Ferrari, Balling no Lowry Smoke by the ounce of that loud You can call it the Irie b**h so foreign, she look like a walking Ferrari, walking Ferrari, Balling no Lowry Smoke by the ounce of that loud You can call it the Irie [Verse 2: APAC] Real n***as can't be forgotten My bros too real You know the deal, bananas they peel Get locked, my bros never squeal (they won't) This b**h look so foreign, I cannot recall My money stay tall Ain't going broke, man she know that we on These hoes be going Smoking that dope till the morning b**h you know I ain't tripping n***a just listen, shooting shots like the Pistons We be counting them digits My team we gon get it n***as be moving like b**hes, they be moving like b**hes Your a** ain't with it Shout out my bros whipping chickens, shout out my bros whipping chickens (whip it! x3) Reemz got that strap, Delonte gon pull out that Mac Shout out my squad in the Mac AO gon clap, my shooters gon shoot right back n***a what you know bout that? (Whatchu know?) Shout my n***as We be turnt of that liquor, we be stacking the figures Stacking the figures These streets get cold like winter, surrounded by a whole lot of k**ers (lot of hitters) [Chorus] Real n***as can't be forgotten, they can't be forgotten All my n***as stay real, all my n***as too real Real n***as can't be forgotten, Real n***as can't be forgotten All my n***as stay real, all my n***as too real b**h so foreign, she look like a walking ferrari, walking ferrari, Balling no Lowry Smoke by the ounce of that loud You can call it the Irie b**h so foreign, she look like a walking ferrari, walking ferrari, balling no Lowry Smoke by the ounce of that loud You can call it the Irie [Outro] 30z 30z 30z! 2 Double 0! 2 O!