RealTrill by El!jah Bank$y Lyrics
(HOOKx2)
Speak it it real, keep it trill
All these niggas know the deal
Speak it it real, keep it trill
All these niggas know the deal
With some niggas and they poo up
With some bitches and they roll up
2 hits 2 sips and they go up
Hold up Hold up
Trill shit, real shit
Gold mouth, grill shit
Base drop & you feel this
Young niggas be the illest
So tell me what yo deal is
Niggas ask me where my deal is
Chicks wanna hold hands like field trips
But to my face they sealed lips
Niggas talking shit
Like Hamilton
They gettin rip
& Im the Lovin the shine
One at a time
Gunnin these lines
Coming for mine
Running with dimes
You puffin on dimes
You niggas lying
And bout it bout it
Young niggas getting rowdy rowdy
Ain't talking that piper
Ask ye can we get much higher
Imma ninety fiver, born rhymer
At the top skydiver
Turn nothing into something like magyver
Shit I'm the rising sun
Homie you are not the one
Claim you Jordan I'm iverson
In other words i be that new jack
Playing with vets like who dat
Earn repsect of a few raps
Now getting in first you dude last
I Cruise past getting all this cash
Turnt up to the max
Goddamn you niggas hella wack
Yeah i said it on wax nigga
(HOOKx2)
Speak it it real, keep it trill
All these niggas know the deal
Speak it it real, keep it trill
All these niggas know the deal
With some niggas and they poo up
With some bitches and they roll up
2 hits 2 sips and they go up
Hold up Hold up
Gary Payton with that d-boy
Trapping raps like a dboy
Kick it just like I'm leeroy
Break down it like a bboy
Y'all ain't fucking with me boy
These beats I will destroy
Young keanu reeves
With that speed boy
See you hatin niggas
Brings me joy
Oh, getting dough
Pimping flows, ripping shows
Tell me What these niggas know
So dope up these bitches nose
You talking drugs and hoes
You ain't nothing though
Im Beyond on these niggas
They ain't coming close
My raps leave you comatose
Woah
Do this for my niggas and bitches
The Love and the riches
You dig it fuck with it
You doing ya disses
I quickly dismiss it
If you wit it I'm wit
To go out and get it
Switching it up, getting that rush
Rappers say they twisting it up
Hitting that blunt
If you finish the script I'm ripping it up
YUP yup
Doing me kept it real, nigga check my psa
Laying low, in the crib , pockets filled JFKs
Woah this my fucking day, woah tryna be fucking paid
Speak it it real, keep it trill
All these niggas know the deal
Speak it it real, keep it trill
All these niggas know the deal
With some niggas and they poo up
With some bitches and they roll up
2 hits 2 sips and they go up
Hold up Hold up
Trill shit, real shit
Gold mouth, grill shit
Base drop & you feel this
Young niggas be the illest
So tell me what yo deal is
Niggas ask me where my deal is
Chicks wanna hold hands like field trips
But to my face they sealed lips
Niggas talking shit
Like Hamilton
They gettin rip
& Im the Lovin the shine
One at a time
Gunnin these lines
Coming for mine
Running with dimes
You puffin on dimes
You niggas lying
And bout it bout it
Young niggas getting rowdy rowdy
Ain't talking that piper
Ask ye can we get much higher
Imma ninety fiver, born rhymer
At the top skydiver
Turn nothing into something like magyver
Shit I'm the rising sun
Homie you are not the one
Claim you Jordan I'm iverson
In other words i be that new jack
Playing with vets like who dat
Earn repsect of a few raps
Now getting in first you dude last
I Cruise past getting all this cash
Turnt up to the max
Goddamn you niggas hella wack
Yeah i said it on wax nigga
(HOOKx2)
Speak it it real, keep it trill
All these niggas know the deal
Speak it it real, keep it trill
All these niggas know the deal
With some niggas and they poo up
With some bitches and they roll up
2 hits 2 sips and they go up
Hold up Hold up
Gary Payton with that d-boy
Trapping raps like a dboy
Kick it just like I'm leeroy
Break down it like a bboy
Y'all ain't fucking with me boy
These beats I will destroy
Young keanu reeves
With that speed boy
See you hatin niggas
Brings me joy
Oh, getting dough
Pimping flows, ripping shows
Tell me What these niggas know
So dope up these bitches nose
You talking drugs and hoes
You ain't nothing though
Im Beyond on these niggas
They ain't coming close
My raps leave you comatose
Woah
Do this for my niggas and bitches
The Love and the riches
You dig it fuck with it
You doing ya disses
I quickly dismiss it
If you wit it I'm wit
To go out and get it
Switching it up, getting that rush
Rappers say they twisting it up
Hitting that blunt
If you finish the script I'm ripping it up
YUP yup
Doing me kept it real, nigga check my psa
Laying low, in the crib , pockets filled JFKs
Woah this my fucking day, woah tryna be fucking paid