
dumar 1k - real sharker lyrics
[intro]
yeah (shark, b+tch, bah)
ayy, yeah, i see you, 5, n+gga (jay luiz made it slap)
[chorus]
yeah, i’m a real lifer, a real sharker (facts)
got my heart broke, it made me pop my sh+t harder (made me pop my sh+t harder)
i know her p+ssy good, she thick as f+ck like ms. parker (godd+mn, woo)
he stuck in neutral, come with us, n+gga, we the kickstarters (ayy, come with us, n+gga, we the kickstarters)
yeah, bae, you know you bad (come on), you got b+tches mad (for real)
that n+gga ain’t buy you a house or get you a car, that n+gga trash (prrt)
ayy, come outside with me, this sh+t get turnt, i ain’t tryna brag (i ain’t tryna brag)
i had to tell my mama, “chill,” i ain’t like my dad (i ain’t nothin’ like my—)
[verse]
i ain’t nothin’ like my father (yeah), no offense ’cause i’m smarter (come on)
had to tell this older n+gga to chill ‘fore i f+ck his daughter (facts)
everywhere you catch me, know i got a drac’ like wayne carter (grrt, baow, baow)
had to get in gear and show lil’ bro we ain’t got the same charger (bling, prrt, prrt)
i’m a trap n+gga regardless (for real), p+ssy n+gga, i’m not an artist (come on)
she keep blowin’ up my phone, i had to block her, i was sharkin’ (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
yeah, n+gga, we sellin’ dog, you come too close, you hear the barkin’ (woof, woof, woof)
i’m paranoid, you come too close and i don’t know you, i’ma spark it (grrt, bah, bah, bah)
what you got, a man or somethin’?
i feel like boosie, show me that p+ssy, i might give you a band or somethin’ (come on)
this n+gga keep makin’ posts about it, what the f+ck, he a fan or somethin’? (for real)
these poor+ass n+ggas keep tryna copy, what you need a plan or somethin’? (what you need, a plan or somethin’ n+gga?)
[chorus]
yeah, yeah, i’m a real lifer, a real sharker (come on)
got my heart broke, it made me pop my sh+t harder (correct)
i know her p+ssy good, she thick as f+ck like ms. parker (godd+mn, woo)
he stuck in neutral, come with us, n+gga, we the kickstarters (ayy, come with us, n+gga, we the kickstarters, brrt)
yeah, bae, you know you bad (come on), you got b+tches mad (correct)
that n+gga ain’t buy you a house or get you a car, that n+gga trash (prrt)
ayy, come outside with me, this sh+t get turnt, i ain’t tryna brag (i ain’t tryna brag)
i had to tell my mama, “chill,” i ain’t like my dad
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