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bapecj - realist lyrics

[intro]

ooo
okay okay

(play then we f+cking you up)
yeah
(play then we f+cking you up)

you hard for this one mula

[hook]

up
keeping a 40 it’s tucked
stay with the green i play for the bucks
truck (lambo)
sitting it up
she wanted a perc she throwing it up
tough
play then we f+cking you up
bring me the bottle ain’t sipping no cup
what
internet making you tuff
ramming your b+tch like we in the truck
[verse 1]

down bad on my d+ck, was broke as sh+t, i ain’t have nothing to do
couple thousand just to spend on my fit, boy i could never be you
heard your mans be f+cking on your b+tch, my n+gga then what you gone do (what)
heard that you capping bout that stick, that you ain’t never gone use (at all)

feds i ain’t never speak to them, you’ll never see me snitch
i’m too lit
you’ll never see me fold, i’ll never tell no b+tch
look at this
now they want to turn me up, now they all on my d+ck
realist sh+t
you’ll never take me out, always got to keep that stick

you can not cap you know i’m the goat
limo the tint you already know
unc got a wrist he cooking the dope
i’m in a cat you n+ggas is slow

my b+tch is a dime ain’t cuffing no hoe
just like rob slow yo role
i may be cool but i ain’t no joke
coming to close i up and blow

you is a hoe ain’t no question you n+ggas scared of me (you n+ggas is scared of me)
shout out the b+tches that turn back, this is the better me (this is the better me)
draco big take your leg, you gone need ketamine (you gone need ketamine)
gave you n+ggas one lil test, then you start failing me (you start what)
but i’m still

[hook]

up
keeping a 40 it’s tucked
stay with the green i play for the bucks
truck (lambo)
sitting it up
she wanted a perc she throwing it up
tough
play then we f+cking you up
bring me the bottle ain’t sipping cup
what
internet making you tuff
ramming your b+tch like we in the truck

[verse 2]

wait
let’s not forget you counted me out now i’m the sh+t
(wait what)
i see a opp where over there hand me the stick (ok bah)
that n+gga down up on the ground leaking and sh+t (d+mn d+mn)
bro do the dash can’t catch us we hiding the stick (ok ok)
a thousand hundreds counted them all i’m thumbing n+gga (ok ok)
balling hard up in the d’ i’m drummond n+gga (ok ok)
her cat good been in for 10 i’m cumming with her (ugh ugh)
n+ggas is cap they won’t shoot the trigger missing (at all)

they ain’t expect i’m switching the flow
you can’t shoot how you upping the score
talk to much listen little hoe
n+ggas is cap ain’t kicking no door

bring me the act i’m needing some more
you can not stack you n+ggas is broke
she ran through ain’t no f+cking hoe
and now that i know won’t pass it to bro

[hook]

up
keeping a 40 it’s tucked
stay with the green i play for the bucks
truck (lambo)
sitting it up
she wanted a perc she throwing it up
tough
play then we f+cking you up
bring me the bottle ain’t sipping cup
what
internet making you tuff
ramming your b+tch like we in the truck

[outro]

yeah

- bapecj lyrics

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