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yeat - real is rarë lyrics

[chorus]
i got in my money
yeah, i got in my blues
b+tch i always win, don’t think that i could lose
they don’t got no drank, they sippin’ street juice
i don’t know what i love more: the pink or blues (ah)
real is rare, in a tonka
i done told you that i really want ya
won’t you come on baby, let me put it in ya
yeah, they stab you in your back, they right behind you
i went and painted the top of the coupe so i heard what the birds say
i went inside of the mall and i hit lv for the third day (straight)
yeah, we got buddies on buddies
yeah, we got twizzys, got cuddies
yeah, we got bl!cks on top of thе bl!cks, gonna aim right at your m+ffin (boom, boom, boom, boom)
how you thought that i wouldn’t make it? b+tch you thought i was bluffin’ (yeah)
be so high insidе the whip, the whole left side is scuffed

[verse]
they said i look like i’m a mexican mixed with some russian
and when i sign my first deal, i need five mils, no budging (no)
they say i be way too clean, i’m fresh, i walked in scrubby
i would gladly toss a dub just so i miss the ruckus
we be shootin’ from the three, all we do is make buckets
i wonder if i can find me peace, or if i can find me something (huh)
i just be sitting back, i just be calculating
yeah, i just be counting up, i just be mathemating
why they lie so much? why they exaggerating?
i f+cked my money up so much, i done ej+cul+ted (go)
[chorus]
i got in my money
yeah, i got in my blues
b+tch i always win, don’t think that i could lose
they don’t got no drank, they sippin’ street juice
i don’t know what i love more: the pink or blues (ah)
real is rare, in a tonka
i done told you that i really want ya
won’t you come on baby, let me put it in ya
yeah, they stab you in your back, they right behind you
i went and painted the top of the coupe so i heard what the birds say
i went inside of the mall and i hit lv for the third day (straight)
yeah, we got buddies on buddies
yeah, we got twizzys, got cuddies
yeah, we got bl!cks on top of the bl!cks, gonna aim right at your m+ffin (boom, boom, boom, boom)
how you thought that i wouldn’t make it? b+tch you thought i was bluffin’ (yeah)
be so high inside the whip, the whole left side is scuffed

- yeat lyrics

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