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Tinyy - Real Spill Lyrics



Tinyy - Real Spill Lyrics




Let's talk some real shit, they wonder why nobody is this hot as me
Doin' not a thing to leave the streets, but hate the poverty
Ain't talkin' bout no math equation, I got the properties
The lie'll heal the situation, pain is caused by honesty

They dizzy, they can't rock with me, can't f*ck with my velocity
Can't stand the animosity, sike bitch, it do not bother me
See what I be doin' and they copy, now they mockin' me
Ownin' these estates around the board like it's Monopoly

Like it's what? Lil' bitch, get back, they ain't rock with me
I'm the realest bitch that you'll meet, nobody toppin' me
I ain't Dr. fix a bitch can't fix it, ain't no pottery
I don't need a nigga to give me nothin', I'm the lottery

It's Hibachi on a bad day, all I know is bank
And they copy, that's the sad play, all they do is take
I get arrogant like Tae, they don't want me in they way
F*ck whoever that don't like it, shit, that's all I got to say

You a dumb nigga, if I hype your head up as a joke
Then you gon' run with it, dressin' like I'm in HBCU
But I go dumb with it, money just from spittin
And I do this shit for fun, nigga, you a dumb nigga

On my soul, I get to teachin' all these lil' bitches that don't know
I stand on all this business, I can't even touch the floor
You a dirt, you should never have more bodies than the pole
All that sneak dissin', is it really beef? just let me know

Bitch, you dizzy, how you say I'm pussy but I'm
Mackin' in your city
If you do not do this shit for mom, then you don't get me
They wanna get put on to all this money, get in with me
I been pimpin', I see all these bops like Diddy

I just caught a beat to smoke the pack and this shit taste like 50
Yeah, I lie to see them niggas snitchin', all you bitches micky
You might have to run it back if all these bars, they just ain't clickin' it
Listen, listen, let's talk some real shit

They wonder why nobody is as hot as me
Doin' not the thing to leave the streets, but hate the poverty
Ain't talkin' bout no math equation, I got the properties

A lie'll heal the situation, pain is caused by honest

I ain't done, if they say they can top me, then just laugh that was a pun
If I really do not like you and this beef, I want you done
You ain't know the situation till my brother brought a gun
But now y'all wanna talk, now y'all wanna help the proclamation

I was born to walk a model, but I'm tough in different angles
I'm fly as f*ck like my mom, but I ain't soft, that's on the baby
But when I give the real spill, that's when the family call me crazy
Said I'm not done, y'all the ones who sat and called me stupid

Cause I lost my granny, crashed out and did some shit that's ruthless
Ain't no love, y'all the ones who really put me to it
Pushin' on my buttons, y'all the ones who made me lose it
This that real spill, I just spoke my mind up on the beat, say what's the real deal

I don't like you bitches, y'all some meeps, that's how I feel, feel
Yeah, this a drill, drill, y'all be off the pill, pills
Ask me for a feature, instrumental, I'm gon' kill, kill
Weave so long, it got you hoes slippin

I got six figures like the titles, Scottie popped
I walked up in the club, you gotta pay to get back in it
F*ck that shit, no, I'm the club, niggas know that I'm the littest
Let's talk some real shit, they wonder why nobody is as hot as me

Doin' nothin' to leave the streets, but hate the poverty
Ain't talkin' about no math equation, but I got the properties
A lie'll heal the situation, pain is caused by honesty
This that real spill, I just spoke my mind up on the beat, say what's the real deal

I don't like you bitches, y'all some meeps, that's how I feel, feel
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Let's talk some real shit, they wonder why nobody is this hot as me
Doin' not a thing to leave the streets, but hate the poverty
Ain't talkin' bout no math equation, I got the properties
The lie'll heal the situation, pain is caused by honesty

They dizzy, they can't rock with me, can't f*ck with my velocity
Can't stand the animosity, sike bitch, it do not bother me
See what I be doin' and they copy, now they mockin' me
Ownin' these estates around the board like it's Monopoly

Like it's what? Lil' bitch, get back, they ain't rock with me
I'm the realest bitch that you'll meet, nobody toppin' me
I ain't Dr. fix a bitch can't fix it, ain't no pottery
I don't need a nigga to give me nothin', I'm the lottery

It's Hibachi on a bad day, all I know is bank
And they copy, that's the sad play, all they do is take
I get arrogant like Tae, they don't want me in they way
F*ck whoever that don't like it, shit, that's all I got to say

You a dumb nigga, if I hype your head up as a joke
Then you gon' run with it, dressin' like I'm in HBCU
But I go dumb with it, money just from spittin
And I do this shit for fun, nigga, you a dumb nigga

On my soul, I get to teachin' all these lil' bitches that don't know
I stand on all this business, I can't even touch the floor
You a dirt, you should never have more bodies than the pole
All that sneak dissin', is it really beef? just let me know

Bitch, you dizzy, how you say I'm pussy but I'm
Mackin' in your city
If you do not do this shit for mom, then you don't get me
They wanna get put on to all this money, get in with me
I been pimpin', I see all these bops like Diddy

I just caught a beat to smoke the pack and this shit taste like 50
Yeah, I lie to see them niggas snitchin', all you bitches micky
You might have to run it back if all these bars, they just ain't clickin' it
Listen, listen, let's talk some real shit

They wonder why nobody is as hot as me
Doin' not the thing to leave the streets, but hate the poverty
Ain't talkin' bout no math equation, I got the properties

A lie'll heal the situation, pain is caused by honest

I ain't done, if they say they can top me, then just laugh that was a pun
If I really do not like you and this beef, I want you done
You ain't know the situation till my brother brought a gun
But now y'all wanna talk, now y'all wanna help the proclamation

I was born to walk a model, but I'm tough in different angles
I'm fly as f*ck like my mom, but I ain't soft, that's on the baby
But when I give the real spill, that's when the family call me crazy
Said I'm not done, y'all the ones who sat and called me stupid

Cause I lost my granny, crashed out and did some shit that's ruthless
Ain't no love, y'all the ones who really put me to it
Pushin' on my buttons, y'all the ones who made me lose it
This that real spill, I just spoke my mind up on the beat, say what's the real deal

I don't like you bitches, y'all some meeps, that's how I feel, feel
Yeah, this a drill, drill, y'all be off the pill, pills
Ask me for a feature, instrumental, I'm gon' kill, kill
Weave so long, it got you hoes slippin

I got six figures like the titles, Scottie popped
I walked up in the club, you gotta pay to get back in it
F*ck that shit, no, I'm the club, niggas know that I'm the littest
Let's talk some real shit, they wonder why nobody is as hot as me

Doin' nothin' to leave the streets, but hate the poverty
Ain't talkin' about no math equation, but I got the properties
A lie'll heal the situation, pain is caused by honesty
This that real spill, I just spoke my mind up on the beat, say what's the real deal

I don't like you bitches, y'all some meeps, that's how I feel, feel
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Writer: Haili Knight
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Performed By: Tinyy
Language: English
Length: 3:44
Written by: Haili Knight
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