Real 1 (feat. Lil double 0) [Radio Edit]

All I do is real shit aye Smoke a opp Drop his top Real hits aye Like fuck this rap shit Like I really only fuck with trap shit Like real shit only Real One deal one That nigga I ain't gone kill him I cant fuck with him 6500 For a bow You ain't got money lil bra I ain't tryna come near you (Nigga the block is hot) That hoe look bad but she gone move these bags Whenever double tell her get them Burning your block down no ashes Fuck him smoke him Real One no deal one Uh Smoke him Real One no deal one It Ain't no try to hide cause we score Every opp get face shot face time with his pistol Switch on the back of the Glock Finger fuckem on the trigger this bitch don't stop like uhh Who run it? Smoke JokesUp! but ain't shit funny Brand new car go over 200 We get high as stars Coupe on mars I'm in a MayBach Pouring up Woc Lean over liquor I leave that shit there for the broads Nigga Yeen know bitch I'm The Real One No Deal One No just in revoke? Before I do it and after the show Robbing people aint new to me Double 0 Used to be broke I rememeber used to being broke Didn't have no cash Didn't have no gas I remember stealing niggas dope Used to put on mask and go out crash And hop out with that pole I can't go through that rain no more Can't go through that pain no more Can't rock with my gang no more Yeah I ain't gone show nobody "Just stick him foreal" "Just gone Aim and score" Pop one more perc nigga need one more pill Know double get mad and tweak in this hoe Young nigga been stepping Walk down so many drills Fuck around his feet done broke Real shit ain't no deal shit Try and play and you get gunned down Ain't no cappin, I make it happen He want exotic I ain't gone tax I need the high for this shit Come catch it And I got a lot of this shit who asking? We shoot glocks "no off just baskets" We get drops from thots and smash them My cup got dirty mud like Aspen Geeking never sleeping The Real One Real One Deal One That nigga I ain't gone kill him I cant fuck with him 6500 For a bow You ain't got money lil bra I ain't tryna come near you (Nigga the block is hot) That hoe look bad but she gone move these bags Whenever double tell her get them Burning your block down no ashes Fuck him smoke him Real One No Deal One Uh Smoke him Real One No Deal One It Ain't no try to hide cause we score Every opp get face shot face time with his pistol Switch on the back of the Glock Finger fuckem on the trigger this bitch don't stop like uhh Who run it? Smoke JokesUp! but ain't shit funny