lirik lagu rico beats - real spill
[intro]
([?])
(rico’s going crazy again)
yeah, go
you know it’s like everything i do authentic
everything i do real, been real
it’s real spill (ayy), you know the drill (uh)
[verse 1]
i’m just grateful i’m alive (right now)
nights i could’ve died, i was outside with my guys (gang)
gotta get home to mine, so i be ridin’ with that iron
and i told myself, “i don’t wanna have views, that’s fine,” but i was lyin’, i was lyin’
they say all rappers do is lie, i know my kind, i’m one of a kind
me and mine was on front line, i f~cked the bag up two, three times
g herbo, i f~cked the bag up, but i run up a bag
stay on the go, i got jet lag
seventeen, i was whippin’ a jag’ and gettin’ some swag
i still got swag, i’m havin’ cash, i walk out thе mall, i’m rippin’ the tags
i’m treatin’ thesе b~tches just like my cars, i pull out fast, i fill ’em with gas (skrrt)
we runnin’ it up, we runnin’ in chargers
hittin’ the bank, we not on our last
told bae i got a rubber grip on the glock (yeah, yeah), i got a grip on her ass
hop in the v, is you slidin’? (ayy)
hop in with me, is you ridin’ or not? (what up?)
take no b~tch with too much lip ’cause i still work with pride a lot (a lot)
stylist when i hide out (hide out), coupe black, insides hot (insides hot)
my life a movie, i ain’t write it (for real)
i’m a star, i can’t fight it (for real)
hoes charmed, get excited (for real)
touch a charm, leave you harmed (for real)
stay alarmed, hold the .40 with one arm (baow)
my grandpops would tell me, “f~ck these f~ck n~ggas, stay on guard”
my grandma’ll tell me, “don’t worry ’bout n0body, play yo’ part”
g herbo
[chorus]
and that’s real spill (that’s real spill)
and that’s real spill (that’s—)
and that’s real spill (that’s real spill)
and that’s real spill (that’s real spill, real sh~t)
and that’s real spill
[verse 2]
playin’ with n~ggas for real, that’s how n~ggas get k!lled
i was playin’ with cap guns, goin’ on drills on big wheels
doin’ one~twenty in a big wheel, should’ve just went and bought a richard mille (ayy)
i got hoes doin’ temp drills, now folks show you how a clip feel (baow)
all these hoes high off pills, told that ho, how she got chills (g herbo)
and these hoes know i got millions, let that ho know how i feel (what up?)
gotta grind, it’s been chillin’, i be bored, spinnin’ still (still)
put that pedal to the metal, uh, lord, take the wheel (skrrt)
i’m that n~gga to the world, made forbes, double~xl
i got mine, go get yours, hope them boys get appeals (ayy)
i still feel like i’m that n~gga in that hoodie on the stairs
but the label callin’, tryna give me twenty for the deal
and i might pull up if you book me, i ain’t no rookie, but it’s my year
my respect top tier, all my checks got cleared
[chorus]
and that’s real spill (that’s real spill)
and that’s real spill (that’s—)
and that’s real spill (that’s real spill)
and that’s real spill (that’s real spill)
and that’s real spill
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu rhea raj - oops! ur single now
- lirik lagu psy - 불륜 (adultery)
- lirik lagu deadwrong - jaded
- lirik lagu reedz - contvct
- lirik lagu nueki - lie down! (remix)
- lirik lagu trey skies - hiei 飛影
- lirik lagu psichiatri.ts official - intro
- lirik lagu ftisland - live like a musical
- lirik lagu rodni - savage
- lirik lagu atlanta (nor) - 8 bit shawtey