Leeky G Bando - Real Life lyrics
[Leeky G Bando - Real Life lyrics]
Brr like, I get it craccin' wit' the cuh
Uh, uh, like we do a drill the same night
(Jarvis)
Call my 'ooter, Baby Dangerous, like
Him and my gun the same height, uh
He get him done in the same night, uh, uh
Look
I'm really real in real life
(Woo) , I put on Chanel to feel right, uh
She let me kill a chill night, uh
Don't do the cappin' on the 'Gram
'Cause I'm really real in real life
If they get to clappin' at my mans
Then we do a drill the same night, uh
We do a drill the same night
Call my shootеr, Baby Dangerous
Him and my gun the same hеight
He get him done in the same night, uh
He get him done in the same night
That's a shooter with a shooter
That's a Ruger with a ruler
Big clip, burn a nigga for his jewelry
Shoot a nigga out his 'Subis
I'm only twenty years old
Judge tried to lock us up
And give us twenty years
Why I gotta make it home? Shit fucked up
It'll make you shed a couple tears
My uncle got sentenced for murder
Only way I get to see him is off of a pill
Run up a bag while I'm in the field, uh
Bought the judge for a deal
They make a threat, then it's crackin', uh
Yeah, I get it brackin' wit' the cuz, like
Send two-three shots out the judge
When I make a move, get it crackin', like
But everybody know I'm Blood (Whoopty)
Everybody know I'm Blood, uh
Shooters different color flaggin'
You lackin', it's brrt the–, brrat
I know I hit, I'm not checkin' the at
(At all)
I check my shoes, call a treesh', and relax
And we still dream teamin' (Dream teamin')
Got a whole lotta guns from another state
Niko Nina DE, got a green beam
Better put a nigga in his place
And we came for the get back, get ba–
Yo, Blaze, I'll shoot a nigga in his face
Let the K spray like Tay-K, bitch
Watch a nigga do the race
Said you dead and your family still gotta pay
(Uh) , uh, like
I'm talkin' 10K for the funeral
(Bands) , 5K for the wake
I'm really real in real life
(Woo) , I put on Chanel to feel right, uh
She let me kill a chill night, uh
Don't do the cappin' on the 'Gram
'Cause I'm really real in real life
If they get to clappin' at my mans
Then we do a drill the same night, uh
We do a drill the same night
Call my shooter, Baby Dangerous
Him and my gun the same height
He get him done in the same night, uh
He get him done in the same night
That's a shooter with a shooter
That's a Ruger with a ruler
Big clip, burn a nigga for his jewelry
Shoot a nigga out his 'Subis
Uh, uh, like we do a drill the same night
(Jarvis)
Call my 'ooter, Baby Dangerous, like
Him and my gun the same height, uh
He get him done in the same night, uh, uh
Look
I'm really real in real life
(Woo) , I put on Chanel to feel right, uh
She let me kill a chill night, uh
Don't do the cappin' on the 'Gram
'Cause I'm really real in real life
If they get to clappin' at my mans
Then we do a drill the same night, uh
We do a drill the same night
Call my shootеr, Baby Dangerous
Him and my gun the same hеight
He get him done in the same night, uh
He get him done in the same night
That's a shooter with a shooter
That's a Ruger with a ruler
Big clip, burn a nigga for his jewelry
Shoot a nigga out his 'Subis
I'm only twenty years old
Judge tried to lock us up
And give us twenty years
Why I gotta make it home? Shit fucked up
It'll make you shed a couple tears
My uncle got sentenced for murder
Only way I get to see him is off of a pill
Run up a bag while I'm in the field, uh
Bought the judge for a deal
They make a threat, then it's crackin', uh
Yeah, I get it brackin' wit' the cuz, like
Send two-three shots out the judge
When I make a move, get it crackin', like
But everybody know I'm Blood (Whoopty)
Everybody know I'm Blood, uh
Shooters different color flaggin'
You lackin', it's brrt the–, brrat
I know I hit, I'm not checkin' the at
(At all)
I check my shoes, call a treesh', and relax
And we still dream teamin' (Dream teamin')
Got a whole lotta guns from another state
Niko Nina DE, got a green beam
Better put a nigga in his place
And we came for the get back, get ba–
Yo, Blaze, I'll shoot a nigga in his face
Let the K spray like Tay-K, bitch
Watch a nigga do the race
Said you dead and your family still gotta pay
(Uh) , uh, like
I'm talkin' 10K for the funeral
(Bands) , 5K for the wake
I'm really real in real life
(Woo) , I put on Chanel to feel right, uh
She let me kill a chill night, uh
Don't do the cappin' on the 'Gram
'Cause I'm really real in real life
If they get to clappin' at my mans
Then we do a drill the same night, uh
We do a drill the same night
Call my shooter, Baby Dangerous
Him and my gun the same height
He get him done in the same night, uh
He get him done in the same night
That's a shooter with a shooter
That's a Ruger with a ruler
Big clip, burn a nigga for his jewelry
Shoot a nigga out his 'Subis