Real Spill Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Real Spill
Uh It's Sav
Tnb
Uh 28
Gang
Uh huh
Uh huh
Gang
My whole team be crazy
Yea we strapped up like the navy
Niggas wanna fight me they heard I'm fuckin on they lady
I'm jus doin me I don't know why she keep callin me baby
If ion text nobody back they gone start callin me lazy
Ian talk to her in two weeks why she jus can't get the memo
I be wit them real steppas and ian talkin memo
Lookin for him I can't find him he a fuckin Nemo
I cock it back I shoot too easy like a fuckin free throw
Before I shoot I had a 50 turned that bitch to 0
Ian cappin bitch come try it don't even gotta reload
My glockies like to blow shit up I keep em wimme
Got more cents then 50
Drums look like a titty
My bitches know each other but they still fuckin wit me
Don't know nun bout no Zoe
Call me LilSav I'm the goat
Niggas really don't want smoke
Hit my gas and watch him choke
I'm high asl up in the whip
Use to serve shit out the zip
Niggas hiding why they dip
Fuck that bitch buss on her lip
I be riding swerving shit
Tryna have fun getting rich
Need to slow down on these blicks
Sike I gotta keep a stick
I gotta keep a stick
I gotta keep a stick cuh niggas tryna take my shit
Niggas upped in my face and they ain't even blow it
These niggas pussies on the net and they already know it
I'm the realest nigga in this bitch and these hoes really know it
Give me a deal I swear to God ian finna blow it
I don't give no fuck bout onlyfanz fuck that bitch pass to my manz
Bitches jus don't understand I'm the real Dirty Dan
She wanna go right to the zoo
Told dat bitch put on her boots
Dropped her off right to her friends
Bitch I'm finna go to the stu
Fake shit gotta get back I can't get that on me
You feel me homie allat shit I did for you, you still switched on me
Niggas fake called em my bros pocket watchin on the low
Would never fuck my homie bitch
Real nigga won't do that shit
This big ass wood I'm finna smoke
My eyes red Cuh of allat dope
I'm too high yea like a blip
Watch me take off yea rocket ship
Punching numbers tap'n in
Collective calls ain't have no pin
Doin dumb shit wit my friends
Lord forgive me for my sins