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Real With the Wheel (feat. Scuttino) Video (MV)




Performed By: Criiipa
Length: 2:59
Written by: Caton Bailey




Criiipa - Real With the Wheel (feat. Scuttino) Lyrics
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Real with the wheel
F*ck how you feel
If you can't swang pussy boy you ain't trill
Real with the wheel
F*ck how you feel
If you can't swang pussy boy you ain't trill
Real with the wheel
F*ck how you feel
If you can't swang pussy boy you ain't trill
Real with the wheel
F*ck how you feel
If you can't swang that bitch
Came through swangin in the 3
Lane changing with the beat straight banging through the speaks
Swear these nigga's game is getting lamer by the week
It ain't the same with me, the mane is on a plane you tryna reach
Riding with lil baby on the way to find a freak
If you with it come and get it if you ain't then find a creek
Tryna find the criiip you can catch em in the 3rd
Bending curbs with the herb prolly sliding down ya street
Smooth with the maneuver
Thank ya lord, Hallelujah
That I'm cruising with this cutie with a booty and the buddha
Couldn't ask for a better setting and I promise I ain't letting
Nothing take away the feeling cause this shit a second heaven
I'm a simple man, baby I don't need a lot
I just wanna break em off while I beat down the block
In the Dirty Dirty D
When ya see me, only G's with me throwing up the L's and the 3
Real with the wheel
F*ck how you feel
If you can't swang pussy boy you ain't trill
Real with the wheel
F*ck how you feel
If you can't swang pussy boy you ain't trill
Real with the wheel
F*ck how you feel
If you can't swang pussy boy you ain't trill
Real with the wheel
F*ck how you feel
If you can't swang that bitch
I swang and I slide like a playground
Turn the bass down, take a trip to outer space now oou
The bang in the trunk make a great sound
Gave away a greyhound, I just got rid of my roof
Switchin lanes like somebody in front of me going slow
No I cannot be with a ho that is not a freak
I'm with criiipa and we done mastered the game
And now I can teach how to fill a bitch with the D and not call her in bout a week
Turn a ho to a bop, turn a little to a lot
Fall in love with a thot, f*ck no I cannot
Ima kick out the spot
Really I just want the top kinda like a mugshot
Big wheels, son blocked
Using everything I got to make a mill and never stop
That prolly why a nigga poppin now
As soon as I get it you know I'm ballin out
I got the crown, I do demolition I move her walls around
I ain't tryna hear about no ultrasound
Bitch chill, get my dough and then I peel just to show em that a nigga still
Real with the wheel
F*ck how you feel
If you can't swang pussy boy you ain't trill
Real with the wheel
F*ck how you feel
If you can't swang pussy boy you ain't trill
Real with the wheel
F*ck how you feel
If you can't swang pussy boy you ain't trill
Real with the wheel
F*ck how you feel
If you can't swang that bitch
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Real with the wheel
F*ck how you feel
If you can't swang pussy boy you ain't trill
Real with the wheel
F*ck how you feel
If you can't swang pussy boy you ain't trill
Real with the wheel
F*ck how you feel
If you can't swang pussy boy you ain't trill
Real with the wheel
F*ck how you feel
If you can't swang that bitch
Came through swangin in the 3
Lane changing with the beat straight banging through the speaks
Swear these nigga's game is getting lamer by the week
It ain't the same with me, the mane is on a plane you tryna reach
Riding with lil baby on the way to find a freak
If you with it come and get it if you ain't then find a creek
Tryna find the criiip you can catch em in the 3rd
Bending curbs with the herb prolly sliding down ya street
Smooth with the maneuver
Thank ya lord, Hallelujah
That I'm cruising with this cutie with a booty and the buddha
Couldn't ask for a better setting and I promise I ain't letting
Nothing take away the feeling cause this shit a second heaven
I'm a simple man, baby I don't need a lot
I just wanna break em off while I beat down the block
In the Dirty Dirty D
When ya see me, only G's with me throwing up the L's and the 3
Real with the wheel
F*ck how you feel
If you can't swang pussy boy you ain't trill
Real with the wheel
F*ck how you feel
If you can't swang pussy boy you ain't trill
Real with the wheel
F*ck how you feel
If you can't swang pussy boy you ain't trill
Real with the wheel
F*ck how you feel
If you can't swang that bitch
I swang and I slide like a playground
Turn the bass down, take a trip to outer space now oou
The bang in the trunk make a great sound
Gave away a greyhound, I just got rid of my roof
Switchin lanes like somebody in front of me going slow
No I cannot be with a ho that is not a freak
I'm with criiipa and we done mastered the game
And now I can teach how to fill a bitch with the D and not call her in bout a week
Turn a ho to a bop, turn a little to a lot
Fall in love with a thot, f*ck no I cannot
Ima kick out the spot
Really I just want the top kinda like a mugshot
Big wheels, son blocked
Using everything I got to make a mill and never stop
That prolly why a nigga poppin now
As soon as I get it you know I'm ballin out
I got the crown, I do demolition I move her walls around
I ain't tryna hear about no ultrasound
Bitch chill, get my dough and then I peel just to show em that a nigga still
Real with the wheel
F*ck how you feel
If you can't swang pussy boy you ain't trill
Real with the wheel
F*ck how you feel
If you can't swang pussy boy you ain't trill
Real with the wheel
F*ck how you feel
If you can't swang pussy boy you ain't trill
Real with the wheel
F*ck how you feel
If you can't swang that bitch
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Writer: Caton Bailey
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