SportVVS - Realize lyrics
[SportVVS - Realize lyrics]
Woah, oh woah, ohh woah, oh woah, ohh
Based got them bands, hoe woah, oh woah, ohh
And now I realize I don't need you
All these people see-through
He was talking crazy
Then we turned him into seafood
Baby I'm just chasing money
But I'm sorry if I seem rude
They was talking on the net
We pulled up and now his team screwed
She pass me the pack, mix it with the grava
I be smoking gas
My blunt look like a chimichanga
Run up reaching crazy
Yeah I promise he's a goner
Said she needed her some healing
Well I guess I might just do the honors
Pop out, do we got a problem
I feel like I'm Batman
Run my city like it's Gotham
You the sidekick
He need some money so that nigga robbin
Feel like Chris Paul
Cause of all these hoes that I be lobbing
And I got ZaZa in my body
I can feel my heart throbbing
I was broke and ran it up
So I don't wanna hear no crying
Got them choppas, love to smoke
He played his cards and now he dying
Brought my niggas in this hoe
And we can sense a nigga lying
It's a FN that I tote
I blow that boy down just for trying
And now I realize I don't need you
All these people see-through
He was talking crazy
Then we turned him into seafood
Baby I'm just chasing money
But I'm sorry if I seem rude
They was talking on the net
We pulled up and now his team screwed
She pass me the pack, mix it with the grava
I be smoking gas
My blunt look like a chimichanga
Run up reaching crazy
Yeah I promise he's a goner
Said she needed her some healing
Well I guess I might just do the honors
Based got them bands, hoe woah, oh woah, ohh
And now I realize I don't need you
All these people see-through
He was talking crazy
Then we turned him into seafood
Baby I'm just chasing money
But I'm sorry if I seem rude
They was talking on the net
We pulled up and now his team screwed
She pass me the pack, mix it with the grava
I be smoking gas
My blunt look like a chimichanga
Run up reaching crazy
Yeah I promise he's a goner
Said she needed her some healing
Well I guess I might just do the honors
Pop out, do we got a problem
I feel like I'm Batman
Run my city like it's Gotham
You the sidekick
He need some money so that nigga robbin
Feel like Chris Paul
Cause of all these hoes that I be lobbing
And I got ZaZa in my body
I can feel my heart throbbing
I was broke and ran it up
So I don't wanna hear no crying
Got them choppas, love to smoke
He played his cards and now he dying
Brought my niggas in this hoe
And we can sense a nigga lying
It's a FN that I tote
I blow that boy down just for trying
And now I realize I don't need you
All these people see-through
He was talking crazy
Then we turned him into seafood
Baby I'm just chasing money
But I'm sorry if I seem rude
They was talking on the net
We pulled up and now his team screwed
She pass me the pack, mix it with the grava
I be smoking gas
My blunt look like a chimichanga
Run up reaching crazy
Yeah I promise he's a goner
Said she needed her some healing
Well I guess I might just do the honors