Kvng Russ - Real Mean Lyrics

She say slatt real mean
Bad lil hoe had to send her ass right to the dean
I’m shinin' racks down to the seam
30k blown and I only came back wit some jeans
Exoctic woods down to the leaf
Dolce Gabbana, maybe it’s Prada the feet
Can’t get like me
No get like me (Nah Nah)
Get like me
Get like me
Get like me
(Uh phht)
Get like me (get like me)
Yeah get like me
No way
Shine brighter than teeth be on Colgate
I Just want the neck but no foreplay
Hop in the bach have a drag race
Stackin this Dough at a fast pace
Droppin the seats for the bag Space
I walk in margelas on bad days
Coke cola my nigga you know he got bad taste
I don’t get a mill it’s a sad case
Too cold man I feel like I’m lab raised
3leven man that be my slatt gang
Never knew I would get all this rap fame
Guess it’s time for me to get a rap chain
Man, get these wack rappers outta here
Aint no nigga matching my flow
Know, my niggas staying on go
Aint havin no towel to throw
Working to hard gotta buy me a home
Aim at ya dome wit the chrome
I might just go knock out one of your 'somes
Niggas be havin' 3 phones
But they don't really be moving them loads
She say slatt real mean
Bad lil hoe had to send her ass right to the dean
I’m shinin' racks down to the seam
30k blown and I only came back wit some jeans
Exoctic woods down to the leaf
Dolce Gabbana, maybe it’s Prada the feet
Can’t get like me
No get like me (Nah Nah)
Get like me
Get like me
Get like me
(Uh phht)
Get like me (Get like me)
Yeah get like me
No way
Shine brighter than teeth be on Colgate
I Just want the neck but no foreplay
Hop in the bach have a drag race
Stackin this Dough at a fast pace

She say slatt real mean
Bad lil hoe had to send her ass right to the dean
I’m shinin' racks down to the seam
30k blown and I only came back wit some jeans
Exoctic woods down to the leaf
Dolce Gabbana, maybe it’s Prada the feet
Can’t get like me
No get like me (Nah Nah)
Get like me
Get like me
Get like me
(Uh phht)
Get like me (get like me)
Yeah get like me
No way
Shine brighter than teeth be on Colgate
I Just want the neck but no foreplay
Hop in the bach have a drag race
Stackin this Dough at a fast pace
Droppin the seats for the bag Space
I walk in margelas on bad days
Coke cola my nigga you know he got bad taste
I don’t get a mill it’s a sad case
Too cold man I feel like I’m lab raised
3leven man that be my slatt gang
Never knew I would get all this rap fame
Guess it’s time for me to get a rap chain
Man, get these wack rappers outta here
Aint no nigga matching my flow
Know, my niggas staying on go
Aint havin no towel to throw
Working to hard gotta buy me a home
Aim at ya dome wit the chrome
I might just go knock out one of your 'somes
Niggas be havin' 3 phones
But they don't really be moving them loads
She say slatt real mean
Bad lil hoe had to send her ass right to the dean
I’m shinin' racks down to the seam
30k blown and I only came back wit some jeans
Exoctic woods down to the leaf
Dolce Gabbana, maybe it’s Prada the feet
Can’t get like me
No get like me (Nah Nah)
Get like me
Get like me
Get like me
(Uh phht)
Get like me (Get like me)
Yeah get like me
No way
Shine brighter than teeth be on Colgate
I Just want the neck but no foreplay
Hop in the bach have a drag race
Stackin this Dough at a fast pace