(It's Surreal Gang lil' bitch!)
(Fifty Grand)
(Eddie Gianni)

New pack in, okay, yeah let's go
Got the Glock, ridin' around, okay, in the Bentley truck
Just slept in, ok nigga, guess what's up
And this hoe came to the 'Bnb, and she got fucked
Talkin' down on the gang, boy, yeah, try your luck
Pop these pills lil hoe, okay, yeah just shut up
Them hoes in the spot, okay, but yeah it's a setup
Hundred blues, okay, okay, like (yeah)
Bullets comin' in, yo' shit on a red light
New Glock on me, yeah, and it came in with a red light
Shoot that shit with precision, ha, dead eye
Ha, lil nigga broke, okay, can't be that guy

Can't be that guy
(It's Surreal Gang lil' bitch!)
Can't that guy
Can't that guy
Can't be that guy
Uhuh, can't be that guy
(Eddie Gianni)
That guy, ha ha ha, oh
Ha, ha, ha, oh, uh, that guy

Ayy, uhuh, yeah
Uh, come one
Gianni, (It's Surreal Gang lil' bitch!)
Ayy, woah
Ha, come on
Yeah, come on
(Eddie Gianni)
Yeah, yeah