Real Spill Lyrics

Young Deezy, Huh, Gang, WBG

Bag winners YMT Gang too rich let that shit be known you heard me

Long live paw paw, yeah

Still posted up in my city, nigga

No love, no sympathy

Get rich or die tryin

30 rounds in his AK

17 in his storm, nigga

I don't fuck with no bitch, nigga

Real spill

This type of timing, I been on

It got real shiesty

He sent a death threat

Watch your step and your surroundings

Once we catch him, he receive em

And he spoke up like a gangster clutching

Still didn't spend for his peps

For that headshot

Me and my niggas

Hopped up in that bitch

Spent a few times

No where near in sight to be found, woedy

We in that war zone

With no vest

Rollin' up that purple

Loaded head, spinning

Heart burning

Year 24

I'm keepin' it clever

I know I can be the real life reaper

Real life

All facts, fuck that ra-ra shit

Niggas trying to buy them sticks

They can't even spend their jammers

Still posted up in my city, nigga

No love, no sympathy

Get rich or die tryin

30 rounds in his AK

17 in his storm, nigga

I don't fuck with no bitch, nigga

Real spill

Real spill, lil bitch

Nigga know what the fuck goin' on, nigga

No cap

Real nigga stepped up in the building

Ain't no shutting down