(Yeah, this the real spill)
(Oooh, this the real spill)
Ride wit the team
F*ck what you mean
Ride by myself
When I'm lookin for the cream
I call her jellybean
You know what I mean
Strap across my chest
Like I'm rockin that supreme
I keep it real
Roamin thru the field
They try to call my bluff
Nah this the real spill
I keep it to real
Roamin thru the field
They try to call my bluff
Nah this the real spill
Late night
Early morning
When you come around
20/20
Clear vision
When you slow it down
Heartbeat
To fast
For the summer now
I don't know
You don't know
What we doin now
Maybe if I told you how I'm truly feelin
Or maybe it's my thoughts
That are so appealing
Or maybe it's my words
That are bone chillin
My touch bring colors
Like I brought acrylic
I'm givin all I got
Like a Honda Civic
She gave a cold shoulder
So I learn to mimic
She blowing up my phone
Now she reminiscing
That shit is in the past
Now I'm living different
Ride wit the team
F*ck what you mean
Ride by myself
When I'm lookin for the cream
I call her jellybean
You know what I mean
Strap across my chest
Like I'm rockin that supreme
I keep it real
Roamin through the field
They try to call my bluff
Nah this the real spill
I keep it to real
Roamin through the field
They try to call my bluff
Nah this the real spill
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(Yeah, this the real spill)
(Oooh, this the real spill)
Ride wit the team
F*ck what you mean
Ride by myself
When I'm lookin for the cream
I call her jellybean
You know what I mean
Strap across my chest
Like I'm rockin that supreme
I keep it real
Roamin thru the field
They try to call my bluff
Nah this the real spill
I keep it to real
Roamin thru the field
They try to call my bluff
Nah this the real spill
Late night
Early morning
When you come around
20/20
Clear vision
When you slow it down
Heartbeat
To fast
For the summer now
I don't know
You don't know
What we doin now
Maybe if I told you how I'm truly feelin
Or maybe it's my thoughts
That are so appealing
Or maybe it's my words
That are bone chillin
My touch bring colors
Like I brought acrylic
I'm givin all I got
Like a Honda Civic
She gave a cold shoulder
So I learn to mimic
She blowing up my phone
Now she reminiscing
That shit is in the past
Now I'm living different
Ride wit the team
F*ck what you mean
Ride by myself
When I'm lookin for the cream
I call her jellybean
You know what I mean
Strap across my chest
Like I'm rockin that supreme
I keep it real
Roamin through the field
They try to call my bluff
Nah this the real spill
I keep it to real
Roamin through the field
They try to call my bluff
Nah this the real spill
(Oooh, this the real spill)
Ride wit the team
F*ck what you mean
Ride by myself
When I'm lookin for the cream
I call her jellybean
You know what I mean
Strap across my chest
Like I'm rockin that supreme
I keep it real
Roamin thru the field
They try to call my bluff
Nah this the real spill
I keep it to real
Roamin thru the field
They try to call my bluff
Nah this the real spill
Late night
Early morning
When you come around
20/20
Clear vision
When you slow it down
Heartbeat
To fast
For the summer now
I don't know
You don't know
What we doin now
Maybe if I told you how I'm truly feelin
Or maybe it's my thoughts
That are so appealing
Or maybe it's my words
That are bone chillin
My touch bring colors
Like I brought acrylic
I'm givin all I got
Like a Honda Civic
She gave a cold shoulder
So I learn to mimic
She blowing up my phone
Now she reminiscing
That shit is in the past
Now I'm living different
Ride wit the team
F*ck what you mean
Ride by myself
When I'm lookin for the cream
I call her jellybean
You know what I mean
Strap across my chest
Like I'm rockin that supreme
I keep it real
Roamin through the field
They try to call my bluff
Nah this the real spill
I keep it to real
Roamin through the field
They try to call my bluff
Nah this the real spill
Writer: Anthony Dobson, Brandon Boyd
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid