Gon pop the pussy for the realist
Way too many drugs I can feel it
My team on the grind makin' millions
Poppin xans now I ain't gotta feelin
Can you feel it
Oh baby, can you feel it
Pop a perc, pop a xan, perfect combo
Perc, that girl a thot hoe
Take her out to Tahoe,
I got more white than its Tahoe
I got more white than ms. Tahoe
I drop my pipe down her neck
Till she swallow
Shawty wanna turn up a beach
Down in Cabo
All My niggas ran down yo' street fully autos
My niggas will pluck you
Thats pencicato
My bitch will come f*ck you
And take all yo' dollas
Range painted olive
More like avocado
Flippin' mega millions
Smoking super lotto
Glaric flavored cookies and we
Blow it by the clove
His bitch is hella sloppy asking can I
Take her home
My bitch is hella salty I ignored
All her calls
But I can barely focus on the bitch cuz she gon pop the pussy for the realist
Gon' pop the pussy for the realist
Way too many drugs I can feel it
My team on the grind makin' millions
Poppin xans now I ain't gotta feelin
Can you feel it
Oh baby, can you feel it
Now I'm ghost
Used to have no bread bitch I was toast
Have to pop the pills to feel emotions
I was going hard did'nt even know it
Lambo up here cooking up the dopest
Dog I gotta brag, I gotta boast it
Hustle to survive, I'm Sly and Boski
Orphan Gang bitch, you know they know me yeah
I can't even cry when the lost come
She ask why you lie when you one one
I said I'm high and I'm so dumb
Give me time, don't need no love
She gon love me when she sober
Bet a dub that she f*ck me when its over
I'm a orphan, but I'm still gon' be a stoner
Niggas beefing but I had to pay it forward
Gon' pop the pussy for the realist
Way too many drugs I can feel it
My team on the grind makin
Millions
Poppin xans now I ain't gotta feelin
Can you feel it
Oh baby, can you feel it
Mainey Mizzfits - Realist (feat. LamboGo & Filthy4Stacks) Lyrics
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Gon pop the pussy for the realist
Way too many drugs I can feel it
My team on the grind makin' millions
Poppin xans now I ain't gotta feelin
Can you feel it
Oh baby, can you feel it
Pop a perc, pop a xan, perfect combo
Perc, that girl a thot hoe
Take her out to Tahoe,
I got more white than its Tahoe
I got more white than ms. Tahoe
I drop my pipe down her neck
Till she swallow
Shawty wanna turn up a beach
Down in Cabo
All My niggas ran down yo' street fully autos
My niggas will pluck you
Thats pencicato
My bitch will come f*ck you
And take all yo' dollas
Range painted olive
More like avocado
Flippin' mega millions
Smoking super lotto
Glaric flavored cookies and we
Blow it by the clove
His bitch is hella sloppy asking can I
Take her home
My bitch is hella salty I ignored
All her calls
But I can barely focus on the bitch cuz she gon pop the pussy for the realist
Gon' pop the pussy for the realist
Way too many drugs I can feel it
My team on the grind makin' millions
Poppin xans now I ain't gotta feelin
Can you feel it
Oh baby, can you feel it
Now I'm ghost
Used to have no bread bitch I was toast
Have to pop the pills to feel emotions
I was going hard did'nt even know it
Lambo up here cooking up the dopest
Dog I gotta brag, I gotta boast it
Hustle to survive, I'm Sly and Boski
Orphan Gang bitch, you know they know me yeah
I can't even cry when the lost come
She ask why you lie when you one one
I said I'm high and I'm so dumb
Give me time, don't need no love
She gon love me when she sober
Bet a dub that she f*ck me when its over
I'm a orphan, but I'm still gon' be a stoner
Niggas beefing but I had to pay it forward
Gon' pop the pussy for the realist
Way too many drugs I can feel it
My team on the grind makin
Millions
Poppin xans now I ain't gotta feelin
Can you feel it
Oh baby, can you feel it
Way too many drugs I can feel it
My team on the grind makin' millions
Poppin xans now I ain't gotta feelin
Can you feel it
Oh baby, can you feel it
Pop a perc, pop a xan, perfect combo
Perc, that girl a thot hoe
Take her out to Tahoe,
I got more white than its Tahoe
I got more white than ms. Tahoe
I drop my pipe down her neck
Till she swallow
Shawty wanna turn up a beach
Down in Cabo
All My niggas ran down yo' street fully autos
My niggas will pluck you
Thats pencicato
My bitch will come f*ck you
And take all yo' dollas
Range painted olive
More like avocado
Flippin' mega millions
Smoking super lotto
Glaric flavored cookies and we
Blow it by the clove
His bitch is hella sloppy asking can I
Take her home
My bitch is hella salty I ignored
All her calls
But I can barely focus on the bitch cuz she gon pop the pussy for the realist
Gon' pop the pussy for the realist
Way too many drugs I can feel it
My team on the grind makin' millions
Poppin xans now I ain't gotta feelin
Can you feel it
Oh baby, can you feel it
Now I'm ghost
Used to have no bread bitch I was toast
Have to pop the pills to feel emotions
I was going hard did'nt even know it
Lambo up here cooking up the dopest
Dog I gotta brag, I gotta boast it
Hustle to survive, I'm Sly and Boski
Orphan Gang bitch, you know they know me yeah
I can't even cry when the lost come
She ask why you lie when you one one
I said I'm high and I'm so dumb
Give me time, don't need no love
She gon love me when she sober
Bet a dub that she f*ck me when its over
I'm a orphan, but I'm still gon' be a stoner
Niggas beefing but I had to pay it forward
Gon' pop the pussy for the realist
Way too many drugs I can feel it
My team on the grind makin
Millions
Poppin xans now I ain't gotta feelin
Can you feel it
Oh baby, can you feel it
Writer: Oscar Segura
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