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lil yolk – not 4 real lyrics

[verse 1]
i only count racks. no i don’t do math
sit your -ss back, now you going out sad
my haters p-ssed, they mad. i don’t go out like that. rhyming like cat in the hat
steady spitting these facts. on these tracks no train
alexander wayne is my main
she suck me off like a candy cane. you mad cuz i got all this game
put a shot in your brain like bang!dissing your b-tch but she’s at my place
i leave no trace so it’s a close race. i just faced a blunt in uno doce tres
oh my god this flow is cray, and i’m feeling great.there’s no way you can stop my pace
give me credit like chase. riding in the whip, you hear the b-ss
i just rolled up now i’m in sp-ce. hitting home runs, i’m touching every base
buy some flowers i don’t put them in a vase. i put them in the trash cuz that’s the right place
playing s and d, i just got that ace. talking sh-t now we face to face
just in case, you know i got that money in the bag like a brief case
might chop her out, you kiddy race
you trying to join my cl!ck? i think you just got misplaced
lines hot like a fire place
[chorus]
yeah yeah how you feel? yeah yeah not for real
yeah yeah my gun will k!ll. yeah yeah pop a pill
yeah yeah i’m feeling ill. yeah yeah i’m always chill
yeah yeah never pay a bill. yeah yeah how you feel?
[verse 2]
focused on stacking. i’m balling my funds
whole five grams and don’t swing no blunts
all of these grams and they just ain’t enough
cruising so slow and i don’t give a f-ck
why are you wasting your time just to judge
pull out the paper and break down the bud
yeah that’s expensive but i am g-ssed up
your girl snapping me saying she got a crush
i told her get the f-ck off of my nuts
i’m a believer you make your own luck
that’s why i don’t give any my trust
roll up the dough, do you smell the aroma?
this sh-t has gone local. make your b-tch dancing, i’m calling that polka
dropping that ranch right into the soda. girls in hawaii, they saying aloha
getting that loud, put you right in a coma. you are throwing a party, i won’t even show up
[chorus]
yeah yeah how you feel? yeah yeah not for real
yeah yeah my gun will k!ll. yeah yeah pop a pill
yeah yeah i’m feeling ill. yeah yeah i’m always chill
yeah yeah never pay a bill. yeah yeah how you feel?

- lil yolk lyrics

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