Real Shyt Talkerz ft. Yung Gonz Lyrics

Real shit talker

Real bag walker

Hold on

Luke Sky walker

Yeah, what's happenin', hold on

What's happenin'

You're tuned into the real shit talkers

Damn, Gonz you mix this?

Ayy Gonz

Real shit talkers

Real shit talkers

Straight up

Straight up

Hey, what other white boy gon' talk like me

When I was down, you ain't hit me

We love you, hood

When I was down, you ain't fuck with me

You see me poppin' now

Hoodrich Baby wasn't your favorite, I'm on your playlist now

Growing up, I ain't hear no son, you made me proud

So when I do this, gotta make sure I don't let nobody down

Real shit talker

I get paid for this

Real shit talker

Only white boy with spice like this

Hoodrich been the one shakin' the game like it's Parkinson's

He got determination to follow me and keep hatin'

I'm a bad nigga doin' bad shit

I got my beanie on this hood shit

And that rap shit that they can't see me on

Green this green that, I'm gettin' my Luigi on

I need a fine yellow bone that I can lay my pee-pee on

That boy really lost his drive, he like Paul Walker

There's a difference when you really do this shit

Versus shit talking

Reason he ain't slid yet, cause we a dog walk em'

Mom told me shut off the game and I served her dog water

Fuck around, come at me with pressure, send him to the spittle

Sometimes you be real and you be fake, you Malcolm in the middle

Ain't nobody finna talk like me

Talk spice like me

You a rat, how you don't got cheese

Can't nobody talk nice like me

Flip rice like me

Lay pipe like me

I'm spendin' bands just to eat

Couple plans to complete

On my big booty, bitches shake that ass if you a freak

You little bitch, you a ho

And you a nana

I stuffed you and your grandma inside this backpack

I travel across the world to get to Baghdad

Just to sell a fat man the contents in his backpack

Stop playin' with me

I'm D Mitchell and you the Utah Jazz

Hella bands

If you in my circle, what's the price tag

Think I'm pussy cause I'm white

That's how I plan to beat your ass

We gon' set his ass up

You want smoke

Alright bet

We gon' shake his lungs

Fuck a handout, I don't want your money

I'ma make some

Real money chasers

But we ain't RMC

Man I rep the 810

Shit

They tryna test me cause I fuck up every challenger

Coolest white boy in the city

I'm like Carl Gallagher

What's happenin'

Bad bitch, I'm tappin' it

Man, you know we gon' go global

We ain't here for the moment

They can't hold us

When I was down, you ain't fuck with me

You see me poppin' now

Hoodrich Baby wasn't your favorite

I'm on your playlist now

Growin' up, I ain't hear no son, you made me proud

So when I do this, gotta make sure I don't let nobody down

Real shit talker

I get paid for this

Real shit talker

Only white boy with spice like this

Hoorish been the one shakin' the game like it's Parkinson's

He got determination to follow me and keep hatin'

Real shit talker

Real shit talker

Real back walker

Real back walker

Hold up

Sky walker

Sky walker

Hold up

Alright, replay it cause now I'm fuckin' around way too much