Lyrics Real Spill - Ice Billion Berg

Real Spill

Fuck it
More money, more problems
More drugs, more bitches
They ask me do I plan on stoppin'
I tell 'em tell those fuck niggas kill me
Switch whips, shit kitted out
Real spaceship, do a minute mile
Back fuckin' hood bitches, I be in and out
And I promise ain’t no kid shrimpin' out, whoa
Two hundred stacks worth of ice on layaway
You know my boy Stacks get me right the player way
And if I gotta stick this MAC in your ribcage
It was 'cause my fuckin' bills late
I’m tryna get it up the real way
Twenty acre compound with the steel gates
Young nigga livin' wild but it feel great
I got shit on smash back from here to the A
Real spill, we do numbers, homie we do numbers
Real spill, we goin' ape this summer, we goin' ape this summer
Real spill, shit ain’t stoppin', nigga shit ain’t stoppin'
Real spill, shit ain’t stoppin', nigga shit ain’t stoppin', no
Cruisin' down the street in my seven two
Niggas say I’m pussy, well I never knew
Your ho keep track of my every move
'Cause she know wherever I’m at, I’ma bless the room
This a message to whoever hate me
Pussy ass nigga I made it
This ain’t a race, y’all lil niggas chasin'
About to drop tape after tape, so gracious
Wait a minute, hold up, right now
I’m 'bout to go up, sky high
He thought he got up on my level, it was just a high five
Cat ass nigga just got killed for the ninth time
Bite down, bite down, bite down
It’s kind of hard for me to talk 'cause my jaw’s hard now
Sorry mama, I know I don’t hang with the right crowd
But we the young niggas that’s doin' it right now
Real spill, we do numbers, homie we do numbers
Real spill, we goin' ape this summer, we goin' ape this summer
Real spill, shit ain’t stoppin', nigga shit ain’t stoppin'
Real spill, shit ain’t stoppin', nigga shit ain’t stoppin', no
These niggas don’t listen
These niggas gon' make me start illin'
On everything I love
These niggas gon' wind up missin', huh
These niggas don’t listen
These niggas gon' make me start illin'
On everything I love
These niggas gon' wind up missin'
I’m stoppin' everything in your motherfuckin' bank bitch, huh
I been doin' what you can’t jit
Don’t get it twisted, this is not the same shit
You ain’t one of us, your type we don’t hang with, nah
Smokin' with my nigga live on FaceTime
He doin' life plus five, state time
I compare him to the sun, no rainy days how we need him to shine
He alive but he just can’t now
So we damn sure do it for him
Yeah, my nigga really livin' through us
Just be happy we puttin' the pain in the music
And we ain’t loadin' up them things and gettin' to it
Real spill, we do numbers, homie we do numbers
Real spill, we goin' ape this summer, we goin' ape this summer
Real spill, shit ain’t stoppin', nah shit ain’t stoppin'
Real spill, shit ain’t stoppin', nigga shit ain’t stoppin', no
Hold up, I go by the name of
Bergo Billiono
Most incredible, pay homage boy, haha
Pay homage 'fore this shit get took from you, whoa
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