Kee Valid - Real One Lyrics

Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Going dumb with my greats
F*ck the opps, f*ck the jakes (Woah) take your food up of your plate
If I get that phone call, yea I'm coming at your place
Put this gun up in your face, and send yo soul up to the space (Mhmm)
Send shots and you know we gon get back
Bin blocks, you know I did that
My big OG's, Ice on freeze
Diamonds dance like who that
Smith and Wesson hit your Mellon
Keep it stepping, what repping?
Throw your set up, I can get you slapped up
Rolling with some sixes, they go Brazy in the black truck
Chilling with my 4s, they my woes, yea they masked up
If you add it up, ten toes, up in this gang stuff
But we making money, so you know it's f*ck the extras
Hollup, it's Kee Valid on the track (Yea)
Another one, like DJ Khalid, how he say it on the track?
My niggas straight demons, they coming creeping
100 on the scene man, it's hard to see yea (Uh-huh)
She wanna do me
I'm counting blue cheese
Yea, I'm making movies (Uh-huh)
Pull up, panties dropping
They be watching all my movies
I know you hating, I ain't chasing on no groupies (No)
I f*ck the baddest bitches, yea you niggas loopy (Yea)
They love my flow, tell my niggas let it blow (Yea) once it's done I hit the show
On the flight, not on the road (Yea)
I'm in your city with my guys, they be my bro's (Yea)
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
Yea, yea