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letra de realer and realer - big homiie g

[intro]
(sk808, n-gga)
(once again, i’m locked in with tp, we finna make a hit)

[verse 1]
she won’t cheat on me, know i’m that n-gga (that n-gga)
she suckin’ my d-ck and i kissed her (mwah)
i’m poppin’ these percs like they skittles (skittles), i’m sippin’ this drink like some kool-aid (ooh)
when we catch an opp, it’s a parade (parade), a problem, we pop it for four days (days)
when i shake the dice, it’s 4-tray (tray), you thinkin’ you breakin’ me? no way (no way)
bet a bet on me, n-gga, and get paid (mm-hmm), i don’t follow trends, i’m self-made (mm-hmm)
i don’t need no n-gga, i’m self-paid, god make one of me every lil’ decade (ooh)
i spit in her mouth, i’m a beast (pew), she takin’ my soul, she a thief (uh)
when we get through f-ckin’, she tell me she love me and cook a n-gga somethin’ to eat, she sweet (she weet)

[bridge]
yeah, when we get through f-ckin’, she tell me she love me and cook a n-gga somethin’ to eat, she sweet (she sweet)
this sh-t gettin’ realer and realer, i talk to the bank, not the pillow

[chorus]
woah, this sh-t gettin’ realer and realer (realer), i go everywhere with my pistol (my fire)
i just can’t be trustin’ no n-ggas (no lie), i talk to the bank, not the pillow (beep)
why everybody actin’ like k!llers (why?), i’m focused on figures like jigga (js)
bet them racks i won’t play like a tickle, you get found out in the mississippi river
[verse 2]
tryna push up on me, that’s no go, i got a hundred shots, i ain’t gotta reload (i ain’t gotta reload)
now only on friday’s, i’m rockin’ these ice cubes and knockin’ out these ‘bows (this ice)
i can get you served, whatever you want, n-gga, the high or the low ‘bow (big ones)
focused on eatin’, on the team, i ain’t gotta be mike, i’m tito (the big one)
i can’t be talkin’ for free though, they say i’m rude, this just my ego (this just my ego)
i just be speakin’ to cousin (woah, woah), like, what’s on the floor when i’m talkin’ to tico (talkin’ to tico)
i done went switched up my mouthpiece, boy, these diamonds come from gio (ooh)
all i know is grind hard, n-gga, you would think i’m ken to ‘lito (‘lito, woah)

[bridge]
all i know is grind hard, n-gga, you would think i’m ken to ‘lito (‘lito, baow, baow)
this sh-t gettin’ realer and realer (realer), i talk to the bank, not the pillow (uh)

- big homiie g

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