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real shooter - nirvik (nibfc) lyrics

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[intro]
yeah
woah
yeah
woah, woah, woah

[hook 1]
pass or no pass, i’mma finish because i see the shot
back or no back, i’mma hit it when i see that thot
mask or no mask, in the lights because they really know me
gas or no gas, on my flight, sleep right with a trophy
number 1, never doubt it yugh, always number 1
shootin’ at the buzzer, please ask mamba if he had a son
rabbit got the gun, you know i be makin’ hits for fun
it ain’t really done, ’til i tell you i’m the one who won

[chorus]
diamonds are forever and them diamonds come from pressure
all these diamonds made my neck hurt, but i carry like a feather
yеah, i’m poundin’ on this tenner, and she rеally want my sweater
in the car, she said she wetter, now my car need that new leather and they*
call me for a real shooter
you know had to do it to her
call me for a real shooter
you know had to do it to her
call me for a real shooter
you know had to do it to her
call me for a real shooter
you know had to do it to her
[verse 1]
can’t be havin’ beef but i’m not one for peace
if we got a problem, disappear, don’t contact me
hit you up at 3, and i ain’t have my keys
now they wanna problem, got me trainin’ up like creed
she wanna get back on the roster, but my love just not the same
that girl blew her chance, things have changed, married to the game
i can see the future, i don’t got no time to pass with lames
okc my shot, watch me swish it, hit that sidestep dame

[hook 2]
pass or no pass, i’mma finish
back or no back, i’mma hit it
mask or no mask, hoe, they know me
gas or no gas, with my trophy
number 1, said i’m number 1
got me on the rise like a phoenix sun
rabbit got the gun, you know i be makin’ hits for fun
it ain’t really done, ’til i tell you i’m the one who won

[verse 2]
man are makin’ one hit and then they milk it like a pregnant mother
me, i’m just so different, on my business with adopted brothers (stand on business)
diamonds come from pressure, ask my mother, put me in the cooker
throwin’ cooch like kendall jenner, ballin’ out like devin booker
even when i lose, i’mma go and drop a 70
can’t make no excuse when you tryna go be legendary
process with the proof, that’s just some you need to come and see
things that make a man, i hadda suffer with no remedy
[chorus]
diamonds are forever and them diamonds come from pressure
all these diamonds made my neck hurt, but i carry like a feather
yeah, i’m poundin’ on this tenner, and she really want my sweater
in the car, she said she wetter, now my car need that new leather and they*
call me for a real shooter
you know had to do it to her
call me for a real shooter
you know had to do it to her
call me for a real shooter
you know had to do it to her
call me for a real shooter
you know had to do it to her

[outro]
real shooter
hadda do it to her
hadda do it to her, man (*snap*)

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