[Lyric] Realest (King Von)

Lyrics from Snippets

[Intro]
Wheezy outta here
Damn
What?
Von
What?

[Chorus]
You know I'm the realest and you know I'm a killer (You know)
I think I need a vest, 'cause when you lie, I swear I feel it
Right in my heart, girl, you tryna kill me (Damn)
Don't you know I got feelings? (Don't you know I got feelings?)
Girl, you playin' with a real one (For real)
Got a couple millions and I'm still in the buildings (Huh? Yeah)
Momma on the block, you can tell by the ceilings
No ass shots, I can tell I could feel it

[Verse 1]
If you need it right now, look, l Zelle it
Fresh out the shower, smell it
And you know I keep my tool, know how I nail it (Boom)
That lil' bit', don't know how to spell it
Got your boyfriend mad, that lil' boy jealous, damn (Boom, boom)
But don't even mind that (Nah)
We ain't worried about it, we ain't buyin' that now (Uh-huh)
I'ma fall back, I'ma be cool (Be cool)
Just don't let me find out where he hidin' now
[?], let me mind mine
Girl, come here with yo' fine ass
You first place in the contest (Yeah)
Kissin' on your neck while we undressin'
I'ma put that pillow on her tits, pussy gettin' wet
[?] pussy gettin' stretched
Afterwards, gettin' to the mall, pockets on Shrek (Huh? What?)
And I ain't even gotta flex (Nah, nah)
And we ain't even gotta text (Nah, nah)
And we ain't got a ex (Nah, nah)
And you ain't...
[Chorus]
You know I'm the realest and you know I'm a killer (You know)
I think I need a vest, 'cause when you lie, I swear I feel it
Right in my heart, girl, you tryna kill me (Damn)
Don't you know I got feelings? (Don't you know I got feelings?)
Girl, you playin' with a real one (For real)
Got a couple millions and I'm still in the buildings (Huh? Yeah)
Momma on the block, you can tell by the ceilings
No ass shots, I can tell I could feel it

[Verse 2]
You know I'm good, you know I do
And you know I shoot
Not matter what I do, all I think about is you
And girl, you my boo
And I, I think I love you but on some real shit
Some drill shit, some kill shit, uh, we real lit
Uh, legit, uh, wrist, uh
Might just fucked yo' bitch, but look I ain't shit
I ain't tryna be played, uh, [?] place, uh
No face, no case, uh
Got a girl from the waist down, uh
Tell her stay, uh
Doodie got eight pounds
Say what you said loud
Hop out, get out
Running your mouth, uh
[?] on the couch, uh, do it with no doubt, uh (Von)
Let me know if you cook
Let me know what [?] clothes
On the way to the show so a nigga be booked
Let me know if you fucked on my homie, get whooped (Yeah)
She got me open like a book
I got scared, she shook
She never fucked with a nigga from the hood
And I never taste no pussy this good
You gon' get somebody killed, let me knock on wood, uh...
[Chorus]
You know I'm the realest and you know I'm a killer (You know)
I think I need a vest, 'cause when you lie, I swear I feel it
Right in my heart, girl, you tryna kill me (Damn)
Don't you know I got feelings? (Don't you know I got feelings?)
Girl, you playin' with a real one (For real)
Got a couple millions and I'm still in the buildings (Huh? Yeah)
Momma on the block, you can tell by the ceilings
No ass shots, I can tell I could feel it