Real Estate

I got a PJ for the whole crew

Passport looking old news

Champagne in a glasshouse

Old money know what I’m about

Put your money in that real estate

I put my money in that real estate

I put my money in that real estate

Nigga I’m from Georgia that’s the realest state

I’m feeling like New Zealand, charge it to the Am-Ex

Gotta use that latex or she living like a princess

They don’t wake you up in private, let a nigga sleep

I got houses in the mountains, man Will Smith live down the street

Got that generation money my grandkids are assholes

Stacking something dummy every verse I got got cash flow

Monaco they loved me, I’m wearing something ugly

But they still know I’m rich though so my doo-rag lookin’ stuffy

Rollin’ with the royalty Kauai is just my Camelot

Glasshouse, champagne, white shirt, no socks, no top Saint Bart's

Pushin’ 997’s like I’m making fuckin’ phone calls

Half a mill is low ball

Lot of diamonds light bright, whiskey older than Betty White

Spot me on Dalmatian Croatian girls salvation us

Make something of myself man

Somebody let’em know, ‘cuz it’s that eastside nigga (A-T-L!)

I got a PJ for the whole crew

Passport looking old news

Champagne in a glasshouse

Old money know what I’m about

Put your money in that real estate

I put my money in that real estate

I put my money in that real estate

Nigga I’m from Georgia that’s the realest state

Ridin’ around with a whole meal, real estate can a nigga live?

Gold slug no ice grill, deal with molly, no ex pill

Georgia nigga I’m A-town, eastside nation wide

Rep nigga like Tim Briggs, killed them, homicide

Real estate that’s my estate Georgia peach like Big Meech

Mason Ave, that’s my street, we sellin’ crack on Front Street

Old money got dust on it, old chopper got rust on it

New crib got a ticket on it, just cashed out seven figures on it

Baby momma, stank bitch fought child support, I’m too rich

Pussy ho got lucky, you can pay your bills on my dick

My driver license’s suspended, but I’m still ridin’ in a Bentley

I’m still strapped with that semi, real estate we winnin’

Me and Childish Gambino plenty chips no casino

Poppin’ bottles with models they gone suck on some pronto

Put my grill in your real estate, know I come from that realest state

Niggas eating off our paper plate, we just copped them new Audi 8's

I got a PJ for the whole crew

Passport looking old news

Champagne in a glasshouse

Old money know what I’m about

Put your money in that real estate

I put my money in that real estate

I put my money in that real estate

Nigga I’m from Georgia that’s the realest state

I got a PJ for the whole crew

Passport looking old news

Champagne in a glasshouse

Old money know what I’m about

Put your money in that real estate

I put my money in that real estate

I put my money in that real estate

Nigga I’m from Georgia that’s the realest state

Man Atlanta showing love too, man

Shout out to Eastside, shout out to Southside, Westside

And fuck the North side, man them niggas up there be testin’

Ain’t nothing changed man, we still get money out here

Royalty forever in this bitch

Gambino nigga, you know what I’m saying?

That new shit man

One time for the one time man, real nigga stand up

Two times for the bad bitches, three for the rich

You know what I’m talking about?

You know what it is man, yeah man

Money talk, bullshit walkin’ marathon

Real niggas know what I’m talking about

Royalty forever motherfucker

Gambino forever motherfucker

Get used to it, Royalty nigga, Royalty motherfucker

Motherfucking eastside stand up, Stone Mountain, L-town

We in this bitch like we fucking a dog or some shit my nigga

Man y’all motherfuckers already know what it is

Royalty forever in this bitch, bitch niggas fall back

Real recognize real and y’all sucka niggas ain’t it

You feel me? Man don’t watch me, watch TV

Wait, ‘Bino on that shit too, God damn

Man we gettin' that white people money, you heard that?

Matter of fact Tina,

Tell these niggas what I’m talking about one time

Yeah we in here, we in this thing

Gambino is forever, Royalty is forever

We ballin’ ‘till we fuckin’ up the hardwood homey

This is the life we live, son

My president is black and my Prius is blue motherfucker

Royalty all day, we droppin’ racks in Nordstroms son

That’s racks on racks damn it

You feel me? You feel me?

This is the part where most people would say

Something crazy and drop the n-word after it

Not going to, not gonna do that

I don’t feel comfortable

I’m out!