Текст песни Hoodlumz - Realism

Now ain't that the funniest thang
The first party and second party shall be liable to
I've had too many parties already

Pop a c-AR open with 5.56, uhm, that's ya shit gone
I just skrt skrt, like the drift god, no crip walk
My dick soft when I see stupid shit around me
I'm thinking that I'm inside a movie, shit be so astounding, how they move
Cause we sum Hoodlumz in the worst ways
My flow and entendre's got oppa's arrow's other way like, Ang
I'm flyer than some muh fuckin' elements (Air)
Gotta spit fire when I rap to break earth to bits (Fire) (Earth)
B&E no breakfast, we da early bird
Yo bitch know my name but I not heard of her
Captain America, flex and land a fucking backflip
She just wanna see how my dick sit
Ran her numbers up like her fit bit
Okay I'm talking too much so I'ma move on
If this beat is a pill I guess I'm on one
I just need a lil bag like money run
I got anger issues, better not step wrong
Bloodier than satan with my neck cut
Death Note eatin' apples like a Macintosh
I'm wettin' up the scene then I'm fuckin' gone (Water)

Diamonds gettin' up on my wrist watch
She asking what's the price, how much that shit cost
I told a lil bitch better back off
I ask the same way, what yo neck cost
See I'm COVID, really sick you need a cough drop
My AR a stick wit grip, it never shoot soft
Hang me wit a noose, that's a grip lost
And if yo grid ain't locked then that's grid lock

Okay this is the part where we just slow down for a moment
You know, catch your breath, grab a cigarette
You good? It's about to get worse cause
I got big dick on my hips it's swinging like a veteran
They wanna come and bite a bit but I can see your weather bitch
Okay, too irrelevant, they not rappin' wit a cause though
And if it's my city I guess that they just better know

Like sauce her neck and I glitter her wrist
Like sauce her neck and I glitter her wrist
Like sauce her neck and I glitter her wrist
Like sauce her neck and I glitter her wrist
Glitter, glitter dancing it's like 80's when I flash out
They thinkin' that they on top of the world but now you gonna pass out
When I hit you wit numbers and facts that I can back
You see you paid for them views and that verse up on yo track (Oops)
I just spilled the beans
Let me tell you what some Hoodlumz think
We see your bullshit, on your back now you itchin' like fleas
Sick shit, slit wrist, you just spread fuckin' disease
So we robbin' all ya shit and breakin' both ya knees

Diamonds gettin' up on my wrist watch
She asking what's the price, how much that shit cost
I told a lil bitch better back off
I ask the same way, what yo neck cost
See I'm COVID, really sick you need a cough drop
My AR a stick wit grip, it never shoot soft
Hang me wit a noose, that's a grip lost
And if yo grid ain't locked then that's grid lock