Testo Real Rap - Yksteexy
Testo della canzone Real Rap (Yksteexy), tratta dall'album Remember Me ? EP
They wasn't this hype when I started (Nah)
Get you knocked off and gone for a 40
Yea, whenever I go up it's white tee, Balmain, and some forces designer I'm never gone Force it
I got this polo tee all on my body and I was just dreaming bout horses and I want my Brother nem pulling in Porsches let's go
On god, I got this Glock on my hip and she tryna stay all on my dick and I told her get off
Brother didn't know that he fuck with his folks then he ran to me he couldn't figure it out
Baddest bitch look like Mulatto she steady be popping them bottles she come from the South
I keep it omertà not running my mouth, niggas always dissing and shit for some clout
Whenever I leave I make sure I have motion whenever I come back in town
Disrespect teachers whenever I walk in the school cause they steady talking too foul
The beef he got old but he ended up on the news so they talking bout the shit now
It's repercussions for my all of the shit that you did I bet I turn nothing to some
Them young niggas know how I come
Slide with 30 and Mud gotta drum
He just talking he not from the slums
Don't say nothing just look at him dumb
I wish I can make better days with
This rapping shit transfer some shit to my mom
Yea, like why all these niggas gotta be on that rapping shit talking that shit in they song
Shout out my brother nem, all these other niggas get no fucking with
Yia, music shit loving it, teyna go up with it and get Cullinan ya
Tryna see the stars
Yam saying
Gang
They wasn't this hype when I started (Nah)
Get you knocked off and gone for a 40
Yea, whenever I go up it's white tee, Balmain, and some forces designer I'm never gone Force it
I got this polo tee all on my body and I was just dreaming bout horses and I want my Brother nem pulling in Porsches let's go
On god, I got this Glock on my hip and she tryna stay all on my dick and I told her get off
Brother didn't know that he fuck with his folks then he ran to me he couldn't figure it out
Baddest bitch look like Mulatto she steady be popping them bottles she come from the South
I keep it omertà not running my mouth, niggas always dissing and shit for some clout
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Writer(s): Yk Steexy
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