Realer lyrics

[Intro]
Fff beep (ayy)
Huh, phew, skrt
Glo Gang
Know how I'm rockin' like cutoff stockings man
Keep kush in my pocket man (Gang)
All Designer get your grind up n*gga

[Chorus]
Pull up on ya, let my feet hang out the window (Fff beep)
Balenciagas, that's where I paid 64 (Fff beep, skrt)
Pull up on ya, here come my shooters, better get low (Bang Bang)
In California, we grip them pistols, bop like Cristos (Bang Bang)
I see them Balmains, I'm like "Oh boy I gotta get those" (Fff beep)
If you don't like me just watch me now and how I switch flows (Huh, nah)
I put them killers on yo killers on yo killer (Bang Bang)
I'm a real n*gga, homie you tell me who realer (Nah)

[Verse]
I'm flexin' on you n*ggas with the paper (Fff beep)
I'm high off earth, feelin' myself and b*tch I see you later (b*tch, nah nah)
Pull up in a alligator and dog I don't f*ck with you so don't ask me for no favors (Nah n*gga)
Ayy, f*ck that n*gga tryna play us (Play us n*gga, bang)
Pull them pistols out and spray him (Huh, bang bang)
Been a spinner, run up inner (Run up inner)
Lil thot, she sexy, she a finally 'tendor (Lil thot b*tch)
I been f*cked her sister and the girls who with her (Thots who with her)
Break her like a kick and have my shareroom split her (Share lil thot)
And n*gga you can't win with us, you might as well surrender (Glo Gang)
I been that n*gga since a youngin (Since a youngin)
But now I'm older I'm gettin' checks and I'm thumbin (Fff beep)
A year ago didn't give a f*ck about nothing (Nah Nah)
You just got that, I been had that (I been had it n*gga)
You just f*cked that b*tch, man I'm way passed that (I'm way b*tch)
I got my gun, ain't gotta grab that (Bang Bang)
'Cause I'm from Chiraq where you get laughed at (ChicaGlo n*gga)
You get shot or you get stabbed at (What)
And Friends turn to foes, that been I had that
[Chorus]
Pull up on ya, let my feet hang out the window (Fff beep)
Balenciagas, that's where I paid 64 (Fff beep, skrt)
Pull up on ya, here come my shooters, better get low (Bang Bang)
In California, we grip them pistols, bop like Cristos (Bang Bang)
I see them Balmains, I'm like "Oh boy I gotta get those" (Fff beep)
If you don't like me just watch me now and how I switch flows (Huh, nah)
I put them killers on yo killers on yo killer (Bang Bang)
I'm a real n*gga, homie you tell me who realer (Nah)