Real McCoy lyrics

[Intro: FourNine]
Four, yeah

[Verse 1: FourNine]
Sweet one tryna get my attention
Don't bother, I'm too distracted
Got blind if I see there's tension
Can't see certain events reenacted (Trust)
Cold shoulder for the Suzuki, hopped in a Benz now, [?] attracted (Skrrt)
'Cause my man tap and slap it, he's not the bro, man caught him like catfish
Free all my guys [?] London (Free 'em)
My youngboy got seventeen years, like audiences, I face the music
I'm far too calm for beef right now if I whip out a blade this stupid (For real)
My opponents hate they're losin' (Boy)
[Where I'm from, there's?] outrageous [?]
There's Russians like I came with Putin

[Verse 2: Gola Gianni]
[?]

[Verse 3: FourNine]
Started off paddlin' packs in public (Paddlin')
Ridе along, steadily [?], can't get caught like [Bonniе?] try bunk him (No way)
Old school [?], shoot my shot or instead I dunk it (Tooh)
Sweet one [?], 'cause I ball like Iman Shumpert (Ah, bah)
OT, choppin' up onions, bandits [?] mind your melons (Brr)
Back then was the same old story, knife [?], how will I get into Heaven? (How?)
Don't fall for them curvy chicks (Why?)
'Cause I know all the dirty tricks
Now she tryna smash bros like Kirby did (Haha)
Grew up an unworthy kid till I had four nines like thirty-six
[Verse 4: Gola Gianni]
[?]

[Outro: FourNine & Gola Gianni]
Sweet one tryna get my attention
Don't bother, I'm too distracted
[?]
Got blind if I see there's tension
Can't see certain events reenacted
[?]