Real Estate lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, huh

[Chorus]
Come on, try your luck, you try to see what robbing me like
Glocks with thirties, stick to knee-height
GTA, [?]
Be outside, the opps can't even be outside, come see what it be like
We whacked your mans but I don't know how he died, like don't even come ask me like
You want smoke? Bet that he see light
Rest in peace, you R.I.P., I pee all on your grave
Remember I used to [?]
[?] lil' Chris and Zay
I could show you how to sell a brick house just like real estatе, real estate

[Verse]
I don't еven like to play, you play, you pray I don't eat your face
Remember I went to jail, I prayed every day I'd beat that case
They talking 'bout cop cars, been swiping cars tryna do a chase
I probably get to tripping on this beat just like the mic was laced, damn
Cut the lights off, make it dim
Free my man, like free lil' Kell
I'm in these streets, these streets be [?]
Hit the blick 'til this b*tch [?]
Hit his head, n*gga [?]
We might step on sh*t, no Timbs
I go widebody trim
I go widebody (Keep that)
Grab that stick, I beat that
My dog OD on sh*t, you see that
Murder man, he be that
Dead man, you tryna be that
Dead man you shot at me [?]
He had a method just like Red Man
I'm talking 'bout Red Man
He with the dead walking, dead with the dead men
I seen these b*tches through his motherf*cking headband (Blick)
I ain't had nothing (sh*t)
I ain't had nothing but a n*gga had that stick
I leave him paralyzed, a pus*y n*gga better not
I send him hella high, you pus*y n*gga [?]
[?] they be terrorizing sh*t
I had a lot to lose but still was out there jeopardizing sh*t
When you stepping on that boy, make sure you put pep inside that sh*t
And I can't stand you f*ck n*ggas, gotta be careful where I sit
Young Xho, yeah, I'm president, you know I pop sh*t
Know how it goes, it's on the floor, these n*ggas know that's our sh*t
[Chorus]
Come on, try your luck, you try to see what robbing me like
Glocks with thirties, stick to knee-height
GTA, [?]
Be outside, the opps can't even be outside, come see what it be like
We whacked your mans but I don't know how he died, like don't even come ask me like
You want smoke? Bet that he see light
Rest in peace, you R.I.P., I pee all on your grave
Remember I used to [?]
[?] lil' Chris and Zay
I could show you how to sell a brick house just like real estate, real estate