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heembeezy - real deal lyrics

[intro: heembeezy]
(whatitdoflip)
uh, turn me up
don’t turn me down, folk

[chorus: heembeezy]
i’m with them real deal k!llers, yeah, slimy as the f+ck
hop out, walk him down, k!ll him dead, put him in a blunt
yeah, ha+ha+ha+ha, laughin’ at you f+ck n+ggas
pass that bl!cky to my brodie, he gon’ let off somethin’ different
yeah, i want that f+ck n+gga gone, put a hundred on his dome
i been mixin’ molly with all my lean, i’m booted up, i’m gone

[verse 1: heembeezy & baby drill]
yeah, i ain’t with that f+ck sh+t
watched a b+tch set up my day+one dog, now i won’t trust a b+tch
not at all
i been gone on adderall
n+gga, i don’t get no sleep
my pretty b+tch know how to ball, i put her lil’ ass in a mink
yeah, b+tch, it’s big 4l, everybody strapped down, need drilling fee
all blue hundreds in my jeans
make the b+tch wanna f+ck on me
f+ck raw (baby drill)

[verse 2: baby drill]
ass so fat, walkеd in with a condom, still hit that b+tch raw
walk down with drac’, we clap it up like, “drill just caught an opp”
i got a b+tch that’ll send you a drop for a pack of bubba and rosеs (on gang)
street assassin, you beat a body, the hood look at you chosen (baby drill)
huh, spin on opp blocks, shooter got shot, screamin’, “long live kobe”
mr. hop out with that brrt, that b+tch’ll stop a ford focus
i walk that b+tch boy down
make that draco grrah (grrah), i’m mr. gun ’em down
i got m’s pending, but i’m still on the block like, “twin, let’s gun ’em down”
feel different ’cause i can drop a dub and make ’em spin right now
huh, lego in my stick’ll turn your hood legend into a blunt
all these n+ggas bread to us, toast they ass like they croissants (flame)
flame, i got drac’ on me, baby drill, he come in clutch
aim, i got aim on me, try to duck, i hit his skully
[chorus: heembeezy]
i’m with them real deal k!llers, yeah, slimy as the f+ck
hop out, walk him down, k!ll him dead, put him in a blunt
yeah, ha+ha+ha+ha, laughin’ at you f+ck n+ggas
pass that bl!cky to my brodie, he gon’ let off somethin’ different
yeah, i want that f+ck n+gga gone, put a hundred on his dome
i been mixin’ molly with all my lean, i’m booted up, i’m gone

- heembeezy lyrics

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