Lemme get this straight
I been skating on this lake
Just from staying up this late?
Look at me in dance class cookin up a brand new shake
Math class cookin up a brand new shape
Mo badder than saddam hussein
Lab coat cookin up a brand new strain
Bed side manner like a baboon ape
Whole crib made up outta bamboo cane
Whole grain
How I got it made is inhumane
You gon end up laying in the bed you make
Lemme get a bite of your creme brûlée
Right up to a ripe old age
I’ma get mine in shine or rain
Bow upon arrival in my domain
Hand up on a bible, I’ve no shame

HOW YOU DOING BOY SAND?
REAL GOOD
REAL GOOD
REAL GOOD/
REAL GOOD

HOW YOU DOING BOY SAND?
REAL GOOD
REAL GOOD
REAL GOOD

YEAH

HOW YOU DOING BOY SAND?
REAL GOOD
REAL GOOD
REAL GOOD/
REAL GOOD

HOW YOU DOING BOY SAND?
REAL GOOD
REAL GOOD
REAL GOOD

I gotta tank full of gas
Me and my lady is in the radius of the blast
If you done made filth you done felt the wrath
I don’t need zilch I was built to last
Hombres need to face the facts
I am completely unafraid I’ma fade to black
And it ain’t never been the clothing that made the man
I hold a hand and help a lame get a lay of the land
I don’t chase green, I don’t pay to play
But I eat greens and train like a green beret
And got a hundred million ways that I raise the stakes
Only to rise to the occasion and save the day
Arm around my girlie waist
Showed up early at the pearly gates
It goes faith over follows and fakes
Popping bottles, super models, and models and makes

HOW YOU DOING BOY SAND?
REAL GOOD
REAL GOOD
REAL GOOD/
REAL GOOD

HOW YOU DOING BOY SAND?
REAL GOOD
REAL GOOD
REAL GOOD

YEAH

HOW YOU DOING BOY SAND?
REAL GOOD
REAL GOOD
REAL GOOD/
REAL GOOD

HOW YOU DOING BOY SAND?
REAL GOOD
REAL GOOD
REAL GOOD

Don’t plan ahead
Last one in the red is a rotten egg
Used to tell my homies do you wanna make a bet?
Used to tell my parents I don’t wanna go to bed
Every person that I ever met
Like sand I never see you on the net
How can we connect?
I tell em homey pipe down
We connecting right now, what the heck?
Still something that they don’t get
Yet I keep the ink and the feather on deck
You can call me old man river unless
You'd rather call me one man civil unrest
I try to be sensible but I confess
I keep a number two pencil, who wanna come test?
Better go home with a no contest
Or you’ll be holding a cold compress
Yes!

HOW YOU DOING BOY SAND?
REAL GOOD
REAL GOOD
REAL GOOD/
REAL GOOD

HOW YOU DOING BOY SAND?
REAL GOOD
REAL GOOD
REAL GOOD

YEAH

HOW YOU DOING BOY SAND?
REAL GOOD
REAL GOOD
REAL GOOD/
REAL GOOD

HOW YOU DOING BOY SAND?
REAL GOOD
REAL GOOD
REAL GOOD

I'm not trying to throw no shade
Ever since I showed up I don't obey
I'm about as formal as Frosted Flakes
I'm about as normal as Norman Bates

I'm not trying to throw no shade
Here's a little sample of Land O' Lakes
No amount of racks gonna rack this brain
But pass around the hat while I tap this vein