paroles de chanson realm - Koshi , Lil Loski

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