Really Like That Lyrics – G Herbo
Singer: G Herbo
Title: Really Like That
(Tay Keith, f#ck these n#gg#s up!)
Uh, sixteen I bought a strap (No bap)
Seventeen too many guns, by eighteen I caught a case (Facts)
In here f#ckin’ with Tay Keith, but like TayK, I did the race (Vroom)
F and N, featherweight, I barely feel it on my waist
That’s why I walk like this, talk like that
Iced out all my n#gg#s, b#tch, ’cause I’m a boss like that (Swerve)
Puttin’ miles on my foreign, f#cked off my exhaust like that (Just like that)
Overkill him why you had to nail him to the cross like that (Dang)
Fire the block and we peeling (Skrr)
I feel just like a villain
Still a get hit when I’m chillin’ (Brrr)
Ain’t went cray but I’m willin’
Send that pay when they billin’ (Ayy, ayy)
Money tall like the ceilin’ (Ceilin’)
I don’t know no better feelin’ (No better feelin’)
This b#tch ridin’ my denim
Price went up like a million (Skrr, skrr)
I just cashed out (Cash)
My lil’ shooter with me, he like twenty, he gon’ crash out
I blend in with savages, you see-through like a glasshouse
Never caught no body in here, get your p#ss# #ss out, f#ck n#gg# (Get your b#tch #ss out, n#gg#)
Shout out my lil’ mans, call him Xan ’cause he slump n#gg#s (Slump n#gg#s)
I might pull up Ghost, Rolls, I been bought the truck, n#gg#
Know you know that sayin’, if it’s up there then it’s stuck, n#gg# (Stuck)
Hit ’em in his head, he ain’t get up but he stuck, n#gg# (He stuck)
Killer where you been? I’ve been tryna see what’s up with you (What up?)
Wrappin’ rubber bands, that’s okay, I understand (Aight)
Pop-out dolo, I be chillin’ with the fans (Uh, uh, uh)
They like, “Swervo, how much you pay for that watch, a hunnid grand?”
Hell yeah (Uh)
And I got this b#tch on everywhere
If a n#gg# try it, he gon’ have to fire, hell yeah
Death be everywhere, I smell it in the air
When the oppers die, was you still outside? Hell, yeah
I ain’t never hide, uh, I’m forever ridin’ (I’m forever ridin’)
I’ve seen homicides, but not televised (Real life)
I’ve been round killers, most of ’em on my momma side (On my momma side)
Saw a murder at nine, ever since been traumatized
But f#ck it (f#ck that shit)
When I made it out the trenches, said a n#gg# lucky (Say what?)
Some got into one of my hitters, man, he been reluctant (Damn)
Ran into a couple hiccups but that sh#t was nothin’ (Shit ain’t nothin’)
Lawyer money, I ain’t stayin’, get that sh#t deducted
Threw up in my Lamb truck, inside of the whip disgustin’ (Gross)
How these b#tches bussin’, don’t say nothin’, they just get to f#ckin’
I don’t want no bum b#tches (Hoe), see me and they get to buckin’ (b#tch)
Boys ain’t on the crumb, they might see me and just get to duckin’ (Bah)
For real, n#gg#s see me, tuck they tails, for real (I ain’t lyin’)
Ask about No Limit, b#tch, we run the jails, for real
.40 steel, bought a new four nick I tote my .40 still
I’ve been on some sh#t, I had like 5M’s before the deal (Ayy)
Soon as the ink dried, I spent a whole ticket on some wheels
Know that sh#t was stupid, I just wanted to see how it feels (No bap)
Stood over my n#gg# dyin’, and I really cried tears
Every year I get above ground, b#tch, I gotta live
It is what it is, it ain’t biz, or it is
And before I miss my kids, put that sig on his ribs
I ain’t never did a bid, but we split some n#gg#s wigs (Got ’em)
I be rappin’ for the streets, you n#gg#s rappin’ for the pigs (Listen)
(Tay Keith, f#ck these n#gg#s up!)
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