Came in this bitch yeah wit my strap
First nigga talk smack we gone put him on his back
I'm getting money tryna stack
Yeah I'm getting big racks and you know that's big facts little nigga check the stats aye
Big racks big stacks talking big cash
Ima get that sit back till my wrist crack
Get whiplash when I make this shit blast
Getting money counting cash then I put it in a stash aye
What the f*ck you talking about
Take a trip or walk it out
Bitches in my face and don't got shit to f*ckin talk about
Lately I been on that f*ck a nigga shit though
Get dough pass hoes ass flat like Cascos
Hoe in my face ima make that bitch touch her toes
Leave her froze like she cold give that bitch a runny nose
See you in person and see what you made off
She got good head my dick covered in makeup
Theses bitches easy these hoes is some layups
That bitch don't love you young nigga go wake up
Niggaz talking down they ain't see me on a bad day
F*cked her more than once put her pussy on a replay
Gang ran through so we call that bitch the relay
Said he shot me once but them bullets they on delay
Pull up on a opp in a suit like I'm hitman
Ten bands came from ten fans to a damn grand
Whole gang posted we got straps like a damn band
Skate to ya bitch house that's why I rock vans
Looking down the barrel now you see how we got ya man
He thought it was a frozen field made him do the running man
We the type of niggaz jump a nigga like a gate hoe
Me and Nate close we be out here chasing peso
Talk down on Louis you get wet like some Yayo
Me and Reezy do these niggaz greasy for the cake bro
How many times you seen a nigga like me
Probably none getting top in the back seat
Bitch it was a fam and man my niggaz gotta eat
If she don't f*ck or something man she really gotta leave
Took a bit to the back room suck me like a vacuum
Ass fat make it clap make it giggle throw it back
Throwing money bitch so I know that you want a check
And she gone throw back on a nigga cuz she want a stack
Got a gat so I'm strap shoot a nigga in his back
Nigga talking slick shit that big shit make him fall back
Riding in the whip and the tint it be all black
Not the type to argue tell yo bitch nigga fall back
Real ass nigga give a f*ck about a bitch
Ima kick that hoe out and make her fall in a ditch
Real Rap (feat. Kari Kozart & Louisthaxiv) Video (MV)
Performed By: Reezy Givenchy
Language: English
Length: 2:32
Written by: Jakari Green, Rahmir Saunders, Rashaun Pickens, Rashaun Pricans, Taji Simmons
Reezy Givenchy - Real Rap (feat. Kari Kozart & Louisthaxiv) Lyrics
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Came in this bitch yeah wit my strap
First nigga talk smack we gone put him on his back
I'm getting money tryna stack
Yeah I'm getting big racks and you know that's big facts little nigga check the stats aye
Big racks big stacks talking big cash
Ima get that sit back till my wrist crack
Get whiplash when I make this shit blast
Getting money counting cash then I put it in a stash aye
What the f*ck you talking about
Take a trip or walk it out
Bitches in my face and don't got shit to f*ckin talk about
Lately I been on that f*ck a nigga shit though
Get dough pass hoes ass flat like Cascos
Hoe in my face ima make that bitch touch her toes
Leave her froze like she cold give that bitch a runny nose
See you in person and see what you made off
She got good head my dick covered in makeup
Theses bitches easy these hoes is some layups
That bitch don't love you young nigga go wake up
Niggaz talking down they ain't see me on a bad day
F*cked her more than once put her pussy on a replay
Gang ran through so we call that bitch the relay
Said he shot me once but them bullets they on delay
Pull up on a opp in a suit like I'm hitman
Ten bands came from ten fans to a damn grand
Whole gang posted we got straps like a damn band
Skate to ya bitch house that's why I rock vans
Looking down the barrel now you see how we got ya man
He thought it was a frozen field made him do the running man
We the type of niggaz jump a nigga like a gate hoe
Me and Nate close we be out here chasing peso
Talk down on Louis you get wet like some Yayo
Me and Reezy do these niggaz greasy for the cake bro
How many times you seen a nigga like me
Probably none getting top in the back seat
Bitch it was a fam and man my niggaz gotta eat
If she don't f*ck or something man she really gotta leave
Took a bit to the back room suck me like a vacuum
Ass fat make it clap make it giggle throw it back
Throwing money bitch so I know that you want a check
And she gone throw back on a nigga cuz she want a stack
Got a gat so I'm strap shoot a nigga in his back
Nigga talking slick shit that big shit make him fall back
Riding in the whip and the tint it be all black
Not the type to argue tell yo bitch nigga fall back
Real ass nigga give a f*ck about a bitch
Ima kick that hoe out and make her fall in a ditch
First nigga talk smack we gone put him on his back
I'm getting money tryna stack
Yeah I'm getting big racks and you know that's big facts little nigga check the stats aye
Big racks big stacks talking big cash
Ima get that sit back till my wrist crack
Get whiplash when I make this shit blast
Getting money counting cash then I put it in a stash aye
What the f*ck you talking about
Take a trip or walk it out
Bitches in my face and don't got shit to f*ckin talk about
Lately I been on that f*ck a nigga shit though
Get dough pass hoes ass flat like Cascos
Hoe in my face ima make that bitch touch her toes
Leave her froze like she cold give that bitch a runny nose
See you in person and see what you made off
She got good head my dick covered in makeup
Theses bitches easy these hoes is some layups
That bitch don't love you young nigga go wake up
Niggaz talking down they ain't see me on a bad day
F*cked her more than once put her pussy on a replay
Gang ran through so we call that bitch the relay
Said he shot me once but them bullets they on delay
Pull up on a opp in a suit like I'm hitman
Ten bands came from ten fans to a damn grand
Whole gang posted we got straps like a damn band
Skate to ya bitch house that's why I rock vans
Looking down the barrel now you see how we got ya man
He thought it was a frozen field made him do the running man
We the type of niggaz jump a nigga like a gate hoe
Me and Nate close we be out here chasing peso
Talk down on Louis you get wet like some Yayo
Me and Reezy do these niggaz greasy for the cake bro
How many times you seen a nigga like me
Probably none getting top in the back seat
Bitch it was a fam and man my niggaz gotta eat
If she don't f*ck or something man she really gotta leave
Took a bit to the back room suck me like a vacuum
Ass fat make it clap make it giggle throw it back
Throwing money bitch so I know that you want a check
And she gone throw back on a nigga cuz she want a stack
Got a gat so I'm strap shoot a nigga in his back
Nigga talking slick shit that big shit make him fall back
Riding in the whip and the tint it be all black
Not the type to argue tell yo bitch nigga fall back
Real ass nigga give a f*ck about a bitch
Ima kick that hoe out and make her fall in a ditch
Writer: Jakari Green, Rahmir Saunders, Rashaun Pickens, Rashaun Pricans, Taji Simmons
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid