Real Killer Lyrics

(What, yeah)

(Uh, uh, slatt slatt slatt!)

Yeah we going up

No rollie on my wrist I'm still glowing up

Yeah they call me terrorist cuz I'm blowing up

If there no bitches at the crib I ain't showing up

Yeah we going up, that boy ain't no friend of me

Yeah I'm fading out, that girl take my memories

I got big bros, won't hesitate defending me

Percy did those boys now they on phetamine

Be careful what you wish for nigga, (what!)

Most of these hoes just be some real gold diggers

Brodie outside he got his finger on the trigger

And I wouldn't mess with bro cause he a real real killer

Be careful what you say might pull the mac out

If you mess with me then it's gone be a blackout

Going up is hard but I won't back out

This shit could end your life so please don't act out

Please don't act out

Too much rage can make a nigga pass out

Brodie got too mad, he just lashed out

He got info on the block yeah its mapped out

Yeah we going up

No rollie on my wrist I'm still glowing up

Yeah they call me terrorist cuz I'm blowing up

If there no bitches at the crib I ain't showing up

Yeah we going up, that boy ain't no friend of me

Yeah I'm fading out, that girl take my memories

I got big bros, won't hesitate defending me

Percy did those boys now they on phetamine

Be careful what you wish for nigga

Most of these hoes just be some real gold diggers

Brodie outside he got his finger on the trigger

And I wouldn't mess with bro cause he a real real killer

(Cause he a real real killer)

(Cause he a real real killer)

(Cause he a real real killer)

(And I wouldn't mess with bro cause he a real real killer)