real fun

Lyrics
[Intro] You on timeout, put you in the corner I'mma slide out wit' my bros like War- Uh, you on timeout, put you in the corner I'mma slide out- (Round 8) You on timeout, put you in the c- You on timeout, put- You on timeout, put you in the corner I'mma slide out wit' my bros like- Yeah yuh yea (x4) [Chorus] We got rubber bands in the section, get some Nigga talk shit? Hell nah, you gon' get some Oh, you think you gettin' lit? I can show you real fun Yeah, yuh, I can show you real- (Just me alone) We got rubber bands in the section, get some Nigga talk shit? Hell nah, you gon' get somе Oh, you think you gettin' lit? I can show you real fun Yeah, yuh, I can show you rеal fun Nigga don't want static, yeah, he not gon' spill some Niggas gettin' pressed? Ok, nigga, chill bruh I'mma hop up on the mic, don't care how you feel bruh Yeah, yuh, I can show you real fun We got rubber bands in the section, get some Nigga talk shit? Hell nah, you gon' get some Oh, you think you gettin' lit? I can show you real fun Yeah, yuh, I can sh- Nigga don't want static, yeah, he not gon' spill some Niggas gettin' pressed? Ok, nigga, chill bruh I'mma hop up on the mic, don't care how you feel bruh Yeah, yuh, I can show you real fun [Verse] Pull up on me, kick shit wit' my sister If you talkin, hot, spin' yo block like twister Pull up on me, kick shit wit' my sister If you talkin, hot, spin' yo block like- Pull up on me, kick shit wit' my sister If you talkin, hot, spin' yo block like twister I keep dunkin' on these niggas, I got blisters snowballet, every day is winter I just fucked up on yo' bitch and then you kissed her She left you for a real nigga, bet you miss her Yeah, you thought I told the truth, but I'm a trickster Damn, y'all niggas be so pussy, y'all got whiskers Holy shit Can y'all niggas just let me live real quick He gon' talk down, he get popped like a zit You'n get the wave, you would pro'lly through a fit Yeah, I heard yo' last song, but that shit, it ain't hit You on timeout, put you in the corner I'mma slide out wit' my bros like Warner I'm not the same nigga, no, I'm not the former Rest in peace the old me, bitch I killed her, I ain't warn her [Chorus] We got rubber bands in the section, get some Nigga talk shit? Hell nah, you gon' get some Oh, you think you gettin' lit? I can show you real fun Yeah, yuh, I can show you real fun Nigga don't want static, yeah, he not gon' spill some Niggas gettin' pressed? Ok, nigga, chill bruh I'mma hop up on the mic, don't care how you feel bruh Yeah, yuh, I can show you real fun (x2)
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- egobreak