Real - sKitz Kraven

She fuckin with a real one

She fuckin with a real one

She fuckin with a real one

She fuckin with a real one

She fuckin with a real one

She fuckin with a real one

She fuckin with a real one

She fuckin with a real one

She fuckin with a real one

Pussy on fire

When you fuckin with a real one

She know that I’m a real one

Haters gon hate

When they know that you’re real one

She fuckin with a real one

Rappers gon hate

When you headed towards a million

She fuckin with a real one

She fuckin with a real one

She fuckin with a real one

I know she like drugs

So I tell her pop the seal once

Haters I don’t feel none

Snitches gon snitch

I just think I might kill one

Rappers I don’t fear none

Bitches in my section

I just think I might steal one

But it’s all for that bread

Talk shit

It’s off with your head

I’ll cut off your leg

Entering I don’t see exits

Diamonds on me and my necklace

Money’s my fetish

I copped a zone without flexin

Send you and all your woes the message

Uh

Could feast on you rappers all day

I guess it’s a rapper buffet

I’m on one today

Keep on talkin that shit

Then it’s off with your head

Like a fuckin toupee

Sheesh

Sick of you copycat rappers

I just want pop your cap backwards

Stay in LA

But I stay away from Compton

SKitz Kraven killin it

Best in Wisconsin

True

To me there is no competition

Madison rappers stop bitchin

My bars are wicked

I am the 608's best

Only one to be killin

Please sign the petition

She fuckin with a real one

She fuckin with a real one

She fuckin with a real one

She fuckin with a real one

She fuckin with a real one

She fuckin with a real one

She fuckin with a real one

She fuckin with a real one

She fuckin with a real one

Pussy on fire

When you fuckin with a real one

She know that I’m a real one

Haters gon hate

When they know that you’re real one

She fuckin with a real one

Rappers gon hate

When you headed towards a million

She fuckin with a real one

She fuckin with a real one

She know that I’m a real one

Talking 20 grams

Pussy boy you couldn’t deal one

Claiming you got real guns

We can go at it

Pussy boy that’d be some real fun

My bitch she got some real buns

Shake it in my face

I’m about to lick it with my real tongue

Boy you sounding real dumb

Thinking you’re a wrapper

But for real you just some used gum

Computer thug talking I hate

Catch me in traffic today

I’ll hook you like bate

While I’m in the lab paving my way

You in the 608 trying to learn how to skate

Bitch

You ain’t tryna battle with this

I’m in California

While you working nine to six

You a fuck boy

Why you always on my dick

I be meeting up with labels

While you comment on my pics

Bitch

I am so sick of these lames

Fuck boy please stay in your lane

You do not want the pain

I can rain hell on your name

But I keep my mouth shut

Cuz we are not the same

Shame

You is such a stubborn ass kid

I am top shelf

You at the bottom with the mids

You be making songs

But you will never make a hit

You on some broke boy shit

Bitch I’ve always been rich

Why you keep trying to spit

You will not blow

Boy your fan base is shit

You try and copy the moves that I make

You can not keep up

That’s why you just hate

I feast on rappers

You first on my plate

Thinking your dope

But your pussy like Kate

I fuck the girls you be taking on dates

When are you gonna realize

I’m the face of our state

Wisconsin

She fuckin with a real one

She fuckin with a real one

She fuckin with a real one

She fuckin with a real one

She fuckin with a real one

She fuckin with a real one

She fuckin with a real one

She fuckin with a real one