เนื้อเพลง Real Thing - Tory Lanez

[Tory Lanez:]
Told her pop that ass for me on a jet ski (On a jet ski)
She said, "I might even lick it if you let me" (If you let me)
You knew I would kill the p*ssy when you met me
And that's why none of mine can regret me
Oh, yeah oh, yeah
Throw the cash up high, it's all there, yeah
Pop that ass for me on the jet ski
She wanna f*ck because the chain, Wayne Gretzky
I would hit it out in public if she let me
I'm tryna f*ck her twin sister she gon' let me
I can make the p*ssy squirt, you wanna bet me
Say I hit that the sh*t so good she can't forget me
I can't have no bird b*tches disrespect me
When you know I curve b*tches just for sweating me
I be smoking Presidential, gone elect me
All the white girls wanna give me Becky
All the time a n*gga f*ck her in a fresh tee
A n*gga mad that I'm sav, tryna threaten me
I be balling, need a espy
That's your girlfriend, she my bestie
If you sayin', let's be honest, girl, then let's be
I'm tryna see you and little mama on a jet ski

Yeah, the Real Thing
I don't wanna do it if it's not the real thing
She don't wanna do it if you ain't got the bill paid
All my boss b*tches know I got the bill
Hey, hey
Bad b*tches and they want the real thing
I don't wanna do it if it's not the real thing
She don't wanna do it if you ain't got the bill paid
All my boss b*tches know I got the bill, hey

[Future:]
F*ck her twin sister, now she hate me (Hate hate)
Brrt, brrtt
Please, order up the jet key (Key)
I just changed my number, you can't call or sext me
Have your location on when you address me
Knock it out the park, Ken Griffey
Ooh, ooh, ooh
All these missed calls was never missed, ohh ohh
And a lot of bad b*tches with no IG
She don't post, so I know she won't expose me
I'm gone stamp every country on your ID
They can't smoke me, you know they tryna find me
When I give that paper to you and it's crispy
And these Benji Franklin's stacked up in your birkey
Fell in love with a n*gga drinking codeine
How you gone fall for a n*gga drinking creatine
Fell in love with a n*gga drinking codeine
How you gone fall for a n*gga drinking creatine

[Tory Lanez:]
Yeah, the real thing
I don't wanna do it if it's not the real thing
She don't wanna do it if you ain't got the bill paid
All my boss b*tches know I got the bill
Hey, hey
Bad b*tches and they want the real thing
I don't wanna do it if it's not the real thing
She don't wanna do it if you ain't got the bill paid
All my boss b*tches know I got the bill, hey

I got a thick, thick, thick, white b*tch
My sh*t lit than a b*tch and I'm rich
Keep a.40 with extendo on the grip
And know I gotta have it on me because my n*ggas out here lit
I ain't even know she was your b*tch, dawg
She been throwing that sh*t at me, Micheal Vick, dawg
Steady quarterbacking at the kick off
No pun intended, I just her with the pick
Step up in the mix, sh*t is lit
I might even stop and pose for a pic
Looking at my ex b*tch and she sick, yeah
She don't like that I just pulled up with you
F*ck it, tell a b*tch to bust it
I ain't come to t-t-talk, I came to t-t-touch it
She came to s-s-s*ck me off, then, baby, s-s-s*ck it
She tryna s-s-send a Snap, but, baby, time to bust it

Yeah, the real thing
I don't wanna do it if it's not the real thing
She don't wanna do it if you ain't got the bill paid
All my boss b*tches know I got the bill
Hey, hey
Bad b*tches and they want the real thing
I don't wanna do it if it's not the real thing
She don't wanna do it if you ain't got the bill paid
All my boss b*tches know I got the bill, hey