Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Really Do This, artist - Suigeneris. Album song Suinami, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.03.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Devilgear, EMPIRE
Song language: English
Really Do This |
All my brothers ridin' with that full clip |
We don’t play no games 'cause you know we really do this, ayy |
When I call the shots, they gon' shoot it |
We don’t do the talkin', all my homies really ruthless, ayy |
When I rock my chain, they like, «Who this?» |
He that lil' youngin with that chain and that new whip, ayy |
And we in the Bay goin' stupid |
Talkin' 'bout you rob me, you ain’t never gonna do shit, ayy |
Wavy ass boy like a durag |
I just dropped like ten racks, that was on a new bag |
When the work come in, I just stuff it in a cool pack |
Opps catch me slippin', I’ma stuff it in my boof pack |
And your bitch holler at me like, «What's up?» |
She just wanna feel this dick, I got these bucks |
I don’t want relationships, I’m tryna fuck |
I don’t got no time, lil' bitch, I’m the plug |
All my brothers ridin' with that full clip |
We don’t play no games 'cause you know we really do this, ayy |
When I call the shots, they gon' shoot it |
We don’t do the talkin', all my homies really ruthless, ayy |
When I rock my chain, they like, «Who this?» |
He that lil' youngin with that chain and that new whip, ayy |
And we in the Bay goin' stupid |
Talkin' 'bout you rob me, you ain’t never gonna do shit, ayy |
Bitch, we really do this for real |
And you’s a smart ass brat, what would you do in the field? |
They say a nigga lost his mind, hope I don’t lose it to pills |
And all them feelings I had for you? |
Now I’m losing the feel |
Bitch, stop that pocket watching, get in your lane back |
If you see me and don’t want smoke then whip your own ass |
And bro just snaked my other bro, that nigga so slatt |
And take them floaties out the deep end, bet they won’t last, bitch |
All my brothers ridin' with that full clip |
We don’t play no games 'cause you know we really do this, ayy |
When I call the shots, they gon' shoot it |
We don’t do the talkin', all my homies really ruthless, ayy |
When I rock my chain, they like, «Who this?» |
He that lil' youngin with that chain and that new whip, ayy |
And we in the Bay goin' stupid |
Talkin' 'bout you rob me, you ain’t never gonna do shit, ayy |