No Realer
Lyrics
He don't get it yet
I ain't feeling it
Talking on the internet
He ain't no killer
I got niggas who get into that
Can't get no realer
All gold on me like I'm Trinidad
Ima flippa
Fliet migon for dinner I count money in the mirror
She wanna take a picture yea she suck it she a Spitter
Saint Laurent my denim I been dripping for a minute
Monkey in the middle told that bitch to come and get it
No Milly rock
Busting juggs on any block
Serve round the clock
Trapping till this rap shit pop
Niggas serving fetty wap
Praying that my boys don't flop
He don't rap that nigga flopped
And I heard his pockets popped
Yeah uh huh uh huh let's go get
I just dropped Bands all on my feet
Ima run shit up again
No no no don't make me question where you been
Treat me like a option ima show you how many I have
I know she not the baddest
But she fuck like she don't give a fuck
I gotta break the habit of me
Acting like I give a fuck
I just be lying for fun like I got a problem but I don't want to stop
I got to much on my mind
So to survive ima get high as fuck
Niggas be all in my face
Don't know that I'm shy
I don't wanna talk
Bitches be all in my DM and I don't reply
No I don't wanna fuck you
I don't wanna fuck you
I don't wanna fuck you
He don't get it yet
I ain't feeling it
Talking on the internet
He ain't no killer
I got niggas who get into that
Can't get no realer
All gold on me like I'm Trinidad
Ima flippa
Writer(s): Lorenzo Rowland
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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