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real deal - rich dunk lyrics

real deal lyrics
[intro]
(slap a 808 on the back of that thing and we outta here)

[chorus: rich dunk]
i’m a real*deal stepper (yeah)
i step on you, balenciagas and some leather (step)
pull up, roll the window and plunk a n*gga feather (ayy, plunk a n*gga, baow)
like i’m really ’bout whatever
any place and any weather, we always applyin’ pressure
i’m a real*deal stepper (on god)
i step on you, balenciagas and some leather (step)
pull up, roll the window and plunk a n*gga feather (baow)
like i’m really ’bout whatever
any place and any weather (yeah, n*gga), we always applyin’ pressure (it’s dunk, i’m a real*deal stepper)

[verse 1: rich dunk]
i fell in love with my gun, i gave a ring to my glock (huh?)
i fell in love with these streets (the f*ck?), that’s why it was hard for me to stop (it’s hard)
i’m a different type of n*gga, reach for my chain and you get shot (baow, baow, baow)
see, all this sh*t that i be rappin’ ’bout, this ain’t no cap a lot (uh*uh)
uh, i’ma hit that p*ssy good until she tappin’ out
this amazing, i walk in the store, got people passin’ out (like, oh my god)
you got to pay me if a do a show, b*tch, ain’t no backin’ out (the f*ck?)
my n*gga itchy and he keep a bl!cky and he spazzin’ out
you know what’s fifty plus another fifty? that’s a hundred now (p*ssy)
i caught him slippin’, that lil’ n*gga tipsy, we out to get him now (let’s get him now)
i told ’em, “chill, we can’t get ’em now” (why?), there’s too many people ’round (f*ck)
see, i’m a stepper, you can figure out, just listen to my rhymes (p*ssy)
[chorus: rich dunk]
i’m a real*deal stepper (yeah)
i step on you, balenciagas and some leather (step)
pull up, roll the window and plunk a n*gga feather (ayy, plunk a n*gga, baow)
like i’m really ’bout whatever
any place and any weather, we always applyin’ pressure
i’m a real*deal stepper (on god)
i step on you, balenciagas and some leather (step)
pull up, roll the window and plunk a n*gga feather (baow)
like i’m really ’bout whatever
any place and any weather (yeah, n*gga), we always applyin’ pressure (i’m a real deal, on god)

[verse 2: jackboy]
i’m a real*deal stepper
come up where i’m from, we was taught to get that cheddar
uh, clutchin’ on my guns, take his funds with this beretta, yeah
it’s a cold world and he gon’ put hole through your sweater
uh, steppin’ on n*ggas, can’t let up
remember i was broke, i fed up
i wanna thank him, like i gotta get my bread up
i ain’t have no job, i used to rob, how you think i done got my check up?
now it’s dior on my sweater
fly n*gga, might lose a feather
no, life cannot get better
sold life, all my n*ggas steppers
put a drum on the stick, i’m extra
n*ggas know not to play, i’m pressure
n*ggas know not to play, they get deleted
and i feel soldieries, i don’t need no cleats
i wanna feel soldieries in the dirty poor
n*gga play with me, knockin’ off fentanyl
ten toes down, i can’t never fold
thug life n*gga, stickin’ to the code
[chorus: rich dunk]
i’m a real*deal stepper (yeah)
i step on you, balenciagas and some leather (step)
pull up, roll the window and plunk a n*gga feather (ayy, plunk a n*gga, baow)
like i’m really ’bout whatever
any place and any weather, we always applyin’ pressure
i’m a real*deal stepper (on god)
i step on you, balenciagas and some leather (step)
pull up, roll the window and plunk a n*gga feather (baow)
like i’m really ’bout whatever
any place and any weather (yeah, n*gga), we always applyin’ pressure (i’m a real deal, on god)

- rich dunk lyrics

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