REALM ft. Lil Loski Lyrics

I'm breakin' her back gettin' mental

Ain't no point in bein' gentle

I been a star since a one year old

Don't want a check 'less you addin' a zero

Name a nigga you know I ain't better than

Steady rappin' with fuckin' impediments

Now she wanna patch it up like a letterman

That bitch cut, no I can't let her in

That bitch stuck, no I ain't settlin'

Givin' no fuck and I'm high on a sedative

Talkin' 'bout weed I'm talkin' 'bout, yeah

Hella bands outside Ima let 'em in here

Oliver, throw in that rimshot

Jump in that shit we gon' dance

We got the whole team huggin' them big knots

We just might hop in a Benz

All off of the top nigga don't need a pen

Step on this beat, I step on rent

Y'all ain't livin' that shit y'all speak

And that's why y'all niggas mid

None of y'all takin this shit from me

Better not let me see red

Outta control, y'all niggas history

As soon as I press send

I was just huggin' the road, big body, white Rover

Hop in this bitch like a ghost

Ima just make me a toast

Ima just speak what I know, these niggas some hoes

Hop in the game like a goat

All of these bitches want dick they drivin' the boat

I was just keepin' it low

I put on niggas that ain't even give me no hope

This ain't really what it seems, bad bitch all on her knees

I fuck and I leave

She was just tellin' me "please"

I told her, "How much you want this shit is a breeze"

Off-White designer it's on me

All night keep the stick like I'm Tony

Can't fuck with niggas I know that they phony

Callin' my phone when I'm up talkin' "homie"

I'm in this Bentley coupe all on my lonely

I hop in the fast lane

Fuck from the back and I'm doin' it slowly

She ask me why I ain't movin' in closely

Fuck you and what you said you gon' do to me

All of these fake niggas mad, community

Throw it don't get attached for doin' me

Long ass you throwin' that ass, ruin me

We only smoke on that gas for immunity

Hittin' my phone like "what are you doing?"

These niggas stupid somethin' like Clueless

What you think bae? shawty lets do it, yeah

Let me take out my phone for the reel

Gettin' fucked up in my room for real

It be the fakest niggas that claim they real

And a snake ass bitch that claim they feel

Uh, now I'm in a different place

It's my escape to my own realm

I'm back in the city it's no more hills

Suck my dick bitch how that feel?

Oliver, throw in that rimshot

Jump in that shit we gon' dance

We got the whole team huggin' them big knots

We just might hop in a Benz

All off of the top nigga don't need a pen

Step on this beat, I step on rent

Y'all ain't livin' that shit y'all speak

And that's why y'all niggas mid

None of y'all takin this shit from me

Better not let me see red

Outta control, y'all niggas history

As soon as I press send

Sixth inning I need a closer

Whip spinnin' outta control

Six seconds until it's over

Quit messin' 'round with your soul