Realest on the scene...and you can't tell me shit
Realest on the scene...and you can't tell me shit
Realest on the scene...and you can't tell me shit
Tell me shit..tell me shit...tell me shit...tell me shit
Wit the squaaad...back like i neva left
Mans say they whip crack...but they neva chef
Hold ur breath...blue face...swear dez mans 2 waste
Demons in my head...got me walking with a screw face
Strap wit them bands...in the trap wit my mans
If a baddie in this bitch then i make her wrap grams
Tunnel vision like a hawk...ain't no snitching when i talk
Pitching with a glock...in the kitchen on the block
Next time i go broke...get the shotty n im scheming
Mans dont want smoke...i move wassi like a demon
This the shit a god on...eat food till my belly hurt
Cash dat badmon...few licks on my cellular
Cash Dat Kush - Realest Lyrics
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Realest on the scene...and you can't tell me shit
Realest on the scene...and you can't tell me shit
Realest on the scene...and you can't tell me shit
Tell me shit..tell me shit...tell me shit...tell me shit
Wit the squaaad...back like i neva left
Mans say they whip crack...but they neva chef
Hold ur breath...blue face...swear dez mans 2 waste
Demons in my head...got me walking with a screw face
Strap wit them bands...in the trap wit my mans
If a baddie in this bitch then i make her wrap grams
Tunnel vision like a hawk...ain't no snitching when i talk
Pitching with a glock...in the kitchen on the block
Next time i go broke...get the shotty n im scheming
Mans dont want smoke...i move wassi like a demon
This the shit a god on...eat food till my belly hurt
Cash dat badmon...few licks on my cellular
Realest on the scene...and you can't tell me shit
Realest on the scene...and you can't tell me shit
Tell me shit..tell me shit...tell me shit...tell me shit
Wit the squaaad...back like i neva left
Mans say they whip crack...but they neva chef
Hold ur breath...blue face...swear dez mans 2 waste
Demons in my head...got me walking with a screw face
Strap wit them bands...in the trap wit my mans
If a baddie in this bitch then i make her wrap grams
Tunnel vision like a hawk...ain't no snitching when i talk
Pitching with a glock...in the kitchen on the block
Next time i go broke...get the shotty n im scheming
Mans dont want smoke...i move wassi like a demon
This the shit a god on...eat food till my belly hurt
Cash dat badmon...few licks on my cellular
Writer: Kyle Clarke
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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