[BJ The Chicago Kid & Ab-Soul:]
Real nigga shit, real nigga shit
Pill popping, peel a nigga shit (yeah)
They all know, know-know then reload the clip (Soulo)
Tell me something I don't know, uh-huh (real nigga shit)
Real nigga shit, real nigga shit
Pill popping, peel a nigga shit (yeah)
They all know, know-know then reload the clip
Nigga tell me something I don't know (real nigga shit)

[Ab-Soul:]
Yeah, you know the name, Top Dawg bitch
No cat in this, I volunteered for these Hunger Games (Soul!)
I'm the one to blame for fucking up the frame of mind
Of many minds but might I mind you these are minor things
My aim is too ill instill in the powers that be, the power in me
To move matter with my brain, powder ain't my name
Money, power and respect, powder in my

[BJ The Chicago Kid & Ab-Soul:]
But never mind that, baby just move your body (uh)
Never mind that, baby just move your body
Never mind that, baby just move your body
Just turn the lights low
Never mind that, baby just move your body (zone out)
But never mind that, baby just move your body
But never mind that, baby just move your body

[Ab-Soul:]
Uh, real nigga shit
She wanna be a righteous young rich nigga bitch
Are you a lesbian or a librarian?
I know you got room for my dic- (shh)
-Tionary in your library then
This ain't a fairy tale, you are not dreaming
That Vitamin C, it is not semen
I'm prestigious, might press up on you
I'm a fucking scripture, nigga we bussin' scripts (pill poppin')
(Peel a nigga shit) If he don't leave you no option
If your nose starts bleeding, hold your balance (what?)
Balmain bikers, never rode a motorcycle, no denial (no denial)
I just got 'em 'cause you got it, when you got 'em, hah?
(They all know-know) Play this whole shit (then reload the clip)
What you call that? (Real nigga shi-) yeah

[BJ The Chicago Kid:]
Real nigga shit, real nigga shit
Pill popping, peel a nigga shit
They all know, know-know then reload the clip
Tell me something I don't know, mm, yeah (real nigga shit)
Real nigga shit, real nigga shit
Pill popping, peel a nigga shit
They all know, know-know then reload the clip (yeah)
Nigga tell me something I don't know (real nigga shit)

[Rick Ross & BJ The Chicago Kid:]
Uh! (M-M-M)
Ha-ha (nigga tell me something I don't-)
Three bands on my shades, I'm riding round in that nine
My car wash at four, my top down at five
These hoe niggas don't count, them all golds gon' mount
Fake niggas gon' fade, we don't know what that bout
That white girl in that pot, fuck niggas I'm hot
But never mind that, baby just move your body
That .45 on my pers', quarter keys in my verse
All my shit be rock hard, your shit so commerc'
Master key to these riches, fuck most of these bitches
Checked half of these niggas, checking athlete figures
Rest in peace, y'all niggas done forgot
Now your neck in the noose, see you at the top

[BJ The Chicago Kid:]
Real nigga shit, real nigga shit
Pill popping, peel a nigga shit
They all know, know-know then reload the clip
Nigga tell me something I don't know (real nigga shit)
Hey-yeah, oh no no (real nigga shit, real nigga shit)
Pill popping, peel a nigga shit
They all know, know-know then reload the clip
Nigga tell me something I don't know! (real nigga shit)
Uh-huh

[Ab-Soul:]
Something and I pull up
And I hop out looking fresh as Zanerobe leather sweats
Fucking bitches in the PH, not the PJs (Saudi)
Blow a hundred thousand dollar check, got them goons on deck
Be quiet, real killers move in silence (they do!)
Them killers they be wyling, them killers they be wyling, yeah
Pop a pill then peel your shit, that's T-M-I but that's R-N-

[BJ The Chicago Kid:]
Mind that, baby just move your body
Never mind that, baby just move your body
Never mind that, baby just move your body
Never mind that, baby just move your body
Never mind that, baby just move your body