On the real
On the real

Big Bris, Moski Buckz - On the real Lyrics

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On the real Lyrics

It's to many niggas talkin'
They cappin they fake yeah
That shit look good is you really ballin'
Is you gettin that cake?
Big B, we be gettin' shit live in the cribby
42 on some ice where ya bitch be
On the real i just wanna talk to Billie
On yo head nigga up it like 50

I can even lie i just touched on this baba
Thurl jawn her shit was wet yeah I'm talkin' water
Yeah she a freak I had the deets she was fucking with Dotta
She asked for a ring and you know I had to drop her
Woah I
Woah I'm not braggin'
These pussy ass niggas be actin'
I be with Leem he stay with a ratchet he fucking with Nasa that's why he be blastin'
Y'all not hot, niggas be average IG poppin' y'all niggas be catfish
Sleep on a rug, fuck you Aladdin no racks how ya bank account a casket

Slip up like once and just know that you fucked
Chi-town not tryna end up like duck
Them hollows be flyin' them ops gettin' stuck
Fah! fah! reload and rebuss
Yeah
On the real
I'm just tryna feed her the pill
Yeah on the real
No mercy I go for the kill (Go!)
Yeah that's just how I feel
Got a problem well shit what's the deal?
I got bags, rags, seals
They not fucking with me on the real
My niggas they ride for real
My niggas they slide for real
I wish that you'll try for real
I'm not even doubtin' a lil'
Cause brodie came through with that purp' like a Laker
I hated math but I'm countin' this paper
Eat a lil' pun and I save it for later
Killing that shit Im the cooch terminator
I'm tryna go out with a bang
Get dinero like I came from Spain
This rap shit is not no game
On the real i put on the gang
I'm the gang for real
My niggas they bang on the real
This choppa it sing for real
Lame nigga what is yo deal
All of my bitches want all of these diamonds they want all these chokers
Well baby you better suck or u better fuck me yeah that's what I told her

Walk in the spot, bitches see me they be all on my top
Keep on your clothes baby I want the mop
I like bad bitches they get me the drop
My money up Mo is a hustler
They be talking tough y'all niggas be busters
Flew your bitch first-class Miami
She be suckin' under stars with panties
Uncle magic when I dig in the fanny
Different function I be switching Dior
Couple bands when I walk in the store
Play with your life I got a 30 or more
Mopping the block like I'm paying for chores
Demon time so I stay with that stitchy
Big ole drum green beam on this glizzy
Hollow tips have his whole body twitching

I can even lie i just touched on this baba
Thurl jawn her shit was wet yeah I'm talkin' water
Yeah she a freak I had the deets she was fucking with Dotta
She asked for a ring and you know I had to drop her
Woah I
Woah I'm not braggin'
These pussy ass niggas be actin'
I be with Leem he stay with a ratchet he fucking with Nasa that's why he be blastin'
Y'all not hot, niggas be average IG poppin' y'all niggas be catfish
Sleep on a rug, fuck you Aladdin no racks how ya bank account a casket

Writer(s): Ezekiel Brister, Mohamed Nyangamukenga
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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