Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Real Spill , by - Ice Billion BergRelease date: 08.06.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
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 |
| Hahahaha, I like this |