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Yeat - Real Is Rare Lyrics

Real Is Rarë Lyrics[Chorus]
I got up my money, yeah, I got up my blues
Bitch, I always win, don't think that I could lose
They don't got no drank, they sippin' street juice
I don't know what I love more, the pink or blues? (Ah)
Riding round, in a Tonka
I done told you that I really want ya
Won't you come on baby, let me put it in ya
Yeah, they stab you in your back, they right behind you
I went and painted the top of the coupe so I heard what the birds say
I went inside of the mall and I hit LV for the third day straight
Yeah, we got bodies on bodies
Yeah, we got twizzys, got cuddies
Yeah, we got blicks on top of them blicks, they aimеd right at your muffin (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
How you thought that I wouldn't make it? Bitch, you thought I was bluffin' (Yeah)
Be so high insidе the whip, the whole left side is scuffed

[Verse]
They said I look like I'm a Mexican mixed with some Russian
And when I sign my first deal, I need five mil's, no budging (No)
They say I be way too clean, I'm fresh, I walked in scrubbin'
I would gladly toss a dub just so I miss the ruckus
We be shootin' from the three, all we do is make buckets
I wonder if I can find me peace, or if I can find me something (Huh)
I just be sitting back, I just be calculating
Yeah, I just be counting up, I just be mathemating
Why they lie so much? Why they exaggerating?
I fucked my money up so much, I done ejaculated (Go)

[Chorus]
I got up my money, yeah, I got up my blues
Bitch, I always win, don't think that I could lose
They don't got no drank, they sippin' street juice
I don't know what I love more, the pink or blues? (Ah)
Riding round, in a Tonka
I done told you that I really want ya
Won't you come on baby, let me put it in ya
Yeah, they stab you in your back, they right behind you
I went and painted the top of the coupe so I heard what the birds say
I went inside of the mall and I hit LV for the third day straight
Yeah, we got bodies on bodies
Yeah, we got twizzys, got cuddies
Yeah, we got blicks on top of them blicks, they aimed right at your muffin (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
How you thought that I wouldn't make it? Bitch, you thought I was bluffin' (Yeah)
Be so high inside the whip, the whole left side is scuffed