Real Leather lyrics

by

Edward Skeletrix



[Intro]
Hugh (Yeah, yeah), hugh
Hugh, huh

[Verse 1]
Had to rip up my jeans (Rip up my jeans)
Gas so f*cking loud, I can't think (Yeah)
Huh, tryna see if I'm evil? Come find me (Oh, yeah)
I don't think you for [?]
Hear my words, I ain't gon' kill him, I had to talk my sh*t
I don't even see no one, lose my mind to see ya
Can't be yourself? Then kill yourself
Be alright

[Refrain]
Gas so f*ckin' loud, I can't think (Hah, hmph, hah, phew)
(Gas so f*ckin' loud, I can't think)
(Huagh) Gas so f*ckin' loud, I can't think, eugh
Gas so f*ckin' loud, I can't think (b*tch)
Gas so f*ckin' loud, no, I can't think (I can't think)

[Verse 2]
Uh, got a bih', posted right on [?]
n*gga rich as f*ck, I had to drain it
So, run up man's sh*t like, I'm just totin' my missile (Yuh)
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout, y'all don't want to goddamn meatsauce (Prfft)
Went to Eliantte, got my wrist on [?]
b*tch, tryna get in, you ain't on the list, uh
We gon' see bout, see 'bout, uh, see 'bout him
B— Beyon— Beyoncé on my bill (Beyoncé)
This ain't Fortnite, n*gga, but, n*gga, build
n*gga, we ain't on Fortnite, but n*gga got tilted (Yeah)
n*gga, want that fresh boy swag, n*gga got on [?]
Seal, seal, crack the seal, seal
b*tch, come to my driveway, they wanna be us, huh
Fake ass n*gga, look at how I [?]
[Refrain]
Gas so f*ckin' loud, I can't think, b*tch, yeah
n*gga, gas so f*ckin' loud, I can't think (I can't think)
Yeah, gas so f*ckin' loud, I can't think, yeah

[Verse 3]
My b*tch blowin' loud, I don't wear my minks
Yeah, f*ck, what I'm talkin' 'bout? Yeah, we just rock minks now
I said, "n*gga, this ain't vegan leather, choppin' cows down, b*tch"
Uh, new Celine, this ain't no surround sound
Yeah, just bow down, yeah, we on a mountain
This ain't Arc'teryx, n*gga, f*ck
This ain't no Bentley truck, this ain't no Benz, DRKSHDW lenses
CDG [?]
Hm, totin' my blicks, yeah
Bih' wanna f*ck, told her, "You a peons," be on me

[Refrain]
Gas so loud, I can't think, n*gga
Oh, n*gga, yeah

[Verse 4]
n*gga, this yo' bussin', that's yo' b*tch bussin' in a Ritz-Carlton, n*gga
Look at my dentist, pfft
I can't even think no more
I don— I don't even wanna think no more
I don— I don't even wanna think no more
All these bad thoughts, how to control them?
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