Video Realist In It de Alam Nasrallah 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Alam Nasrallah - Realist In It Lyrics

[Intro:Alam Nasrallah]
Yuh

[Chorus:Alam Nasrallah]
And I’m the realest in this bitch
Why you think I keep a stick?
Cause these lying ass bitches
Yeah I cannot trust these snitches
And I’m fucking on your ho ho ho
Like it’s Christmas
It’s a special day
Yup
You can suck the tip mas
Oh
Yeah
Got it for sure
Geico on my ass
Make sure I’m insured
I don’t like to share my feelings cuz I’m insecure
Brodie tell me what’s the word?
Yuh,yuh

[Verse 1:Alam Nasrallah]
This that evolution yuh
I’m not gay but I might seduce him
Riding round like I’m Putin
Smoking on that gas pack,yeah I’m pooting
Up the five and we shooting
I don’t like to do this
Keep the opp shit out my music
Cause this rap shit ain’t about making friends
It’s about getting the bands
Count it with my left hand
With my right I light the blunt
And fuck your cunt so easily
Damn I do it so sleazily
Hop on my dick so diseasely
This is how you feel to me
Like a sister
I still wanna tongue kiss you though
Yeah I’m serving these shells
You would’ve thought I was Mario
Ha!
[Chorus:Alam Nasrallah]
And I’m the realest in this bitch
Why you think I keep a stick?
Cause these lying ass bitches
Yeah I cannot trust these snitches
And I’m fucking on your ho ho ho
Like it’s Christmas
It’s a special day
Yup
You can suck the tip mas
Oh
Yeah
Got it for sure
Geico on my ass
Make sure I’m insured
I don’t like to share my feelings cuz I’m insecure
Brodie tell me what’s the word?
Yuh,yuh

[Verse 2:Alam Nasrallah]
Major distribution,man my label wanna suck my dick for real
Fucking with your hoe,you know that I really got a grip for real
Aye
Got red dollar bills but I’m a crip
Respect my drip or I’ll shoot you in your shit
Home boy really don’t wanna get hit
You won’t be missed
Rest in piss
I do that nasty kiss
Told Michael Jackson that he can have my kids
The ghost of him can go around and touch those kids
Wait that’s prison!
Same cell with R. Kelly
Eww,he smelly!
Chop your meat off like we do it at the deli
Yeah she jelly
I’m the peanut butter to go with that
Oh we talking candy now?
Okay,I am kit for kat
Yuh
[Chorus:Alam Nasrallah]
And I’m the realest in this bitch
Why you think I keep a stick?
Cause these lying ass bitches
Yeah I cannot trust these snitches
And I’m fucking on your ho ho ho
Like it’s Christmas
It’s a special day
Yup
You can suck the tip mas
Oh
Yeah
Got it for sure
Geico on my ass
Make sure I’m insured
I don’t like to share my feelings cuz I’m insecure
Brodie tell me what’s the word?
Yuh,yuh

[Outro]
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