Rae Sremmurd - Real Chill (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Rae Sremmurd - Real Chill (en) Lyrics
Ear drummers
They can't wait until we turn
this bitch upside down
My homies the real deal we
smoking that kill kill
She shake it
it feel real
The paper flowing still now
that bitch wanna chill
And the shit stay chill
She shake it it feel real
My homie the real deal that big
watch on feel like ben 10
Hell yea nigga slim jim in this
motherfucker with a big grip
Nigga get a grip I can't get a
grip man this bitch a flip
Walk in throwing
the cash like nerf
Girl you better put
that ass to work
Can I nigga hold
the cam like kirk
Big diamonds in my
mouth when I burp
Big rims when I skrt skrt
Leave my prints in the dirt leave
them broke niggas hurt
Im that nigga fuck you heard
a young nigga so superb
Im cool and down to earth frank
lucas with a grill
All these hoes wanna chill must
have seen a nigga skills
Pockets fat uncle phil girls
on me like will
All the ladies
love jim for real
They telling me slow down they
gave me a chill pill
Because I will spend ben they
know I will kill bill
I walk around bens still I'm
still on them pills still
I spit that real shit I
call it real spill
I need like 10 mil I need to
put my momma in a big crib
She be telling me baby
boy don't steal
I ain't listen to her
cause I still steal
One snap in I put some
racks in my grill
No weapons allowed I brought
my strap in here still
All I smoke is loud its
gon blast in your ear
Man I'm high as the clouds
I'm on a new atmosphere
Gotta hold my niggas down until
they get back here
Don't come over here cause you
will get clapped here
Spitting game to that
girl and her friend
I got dressed left the
crib set the trend
If you ask me it all spends
I'm from the mud and my
cup needs a cleanse
I can't even cruise because
I got a spoiler
Hit the store buy the store
lets not loiter
Hit the club need a drink
need a skank
The club promoter says swae
lee you off the chain
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