DeLo - Real+Trill lyrics

(HOOKx2) Speak it it real, keep it trill All these n***as know the deal Speak it it real, keep it trill All these n***as know the deal With some n***as and they poo up With some b**hes and they roll up 2 hits 2 sips and they go up Hold up Hold up Trill sh**, real sh** Gold mouth, grill sh** Base drop & you feel this Young n***as be the illest So tell me what yo deal is n***as ask me where my deal is Chicks wanna hold hands like field trips But to my face they sealed lips n***as talking sh** Like Hamilton They gettin rip & Im the Lovin the shine One at a time Gunnin these lines Coming for mine Running with dimes You puffin on dimes You n***as lying And bout it bout it Young n***as getting rowdy rowdy Ain't talking that piper Ask ye can we get much higher Imma ninety fiver, born rhymer At the top skydiver Turn nothing into something like magyver sh** I'm the rising sun Homie you are not the one Claim you Jordan I'm iverson In other words i be that new jack Playing with vets like who dat Earn repsect of a few raps Now getting in first you dude last I Cruise past getting all this cash Turnt up to the max Goddamn you n***as hella wack Yeah i said it on wax n***a (HOOKx2) Speak it it real, keep it trill All these n***as know the deal Speak it it real, keep it trill All these n***as know the deal With some n***as and they poo up With some b**hes and they roll up 2 hits 2 sips and they go up Hold up Hold up Gary Payton with that d-boy Trapping raps like a dboy Kick it just like I'm leeroy Break down it like a bboy Y'all ain't f**ing with me boy These beats I will destroy Young keanu reeves With that speed boy See you hatin n***as Brings me joy Oh, getting dough Pimping flows, ripping shows Tell me What these n***as know So dope up these b**hes nose You talking d** and hoes You ain't nothing though Im Beyond on these n***as They ain't coming close My raps leave you comatose Woah Do this for my n***as and b**hes The Love and the riches You dig it f** with it You doing ya disses I quickly dismiss it If you wit it I'm wit To go out and get it Switching it up, getting that rush Rappers say they twisting it up Hitting that blunt If you finish the script I'm ripping it up YUP yup Doing me kept it real, n***a check my psa Laying low, in the crib , pockets filled JFKs Woah this my f**ing day, woah tryna be f**ing paid