Harlem Realist - Zico, Bis, MizOrMac

Spartans realist

Harlem drillers

Dot 45 and spinners

Samurai swords and dippers

Love brown and peng

Get bands and bread

Round violent men

It’s kenny bop when man ride on gems

Grab the gloves and that hoodie

Spartans Ku I mean fully

Go by the name of zeeks boogie

Splash man down and then boogie

Shouts to opps them man bully

Man Kenny Bop like what’s goody

Amnesia buds and that cookie

We flexing far for them wookies

We splash GG and bells

Naghz Max with that 12

MizOrMac with the swords

Gang gang man that’s hell

Free the mandem in jail

Put food all up on them scales

See dem man there they move sonic

Got red knuckles for them tails

Spartans realist, Harlem drillers

Dot Dot 45 and spinners

Samurai swords and dippers

Love brown and peng

Get bands and bread

Run violent men

It’s kenny bop when man ride on gems

Every day’s misch mash

Ten toes from them slags

Junkies now grandad

Different kits and they cat

SA MizOrMac, splash

Dip them man and they lag

Naghz Max, Ku to the max

Don’t you know bro like that

Me and SA smile when my man drop

Should’ve got gwop

Old boy KuKu bop with da ting from cod

Look, when beef comes man rides

Spartans bop and make them man cry

Got Naghz Max on my side

Free up super Sav, that’s my guy

We don’t snitch on gangs, you two lie

Spartans realist, Harlem drillers

Dot Dot 45 and spinners

Samurai swords and dippers

Love brown and peng

Get bands and bread

Run violent men

It’s kenny bop when man ride on gems

Man down, possessed

Like the devil sent medals after them metals sits in your chest

Pedal pedal from feds

Done mortor way with that peng

I’m on Kenny lane with some vex M, Bud, Nino with skeng

Ten toes on gems

We creeped up before it was opps and it was my friends

Jugg, money, money and skengs

My life is ments

He was running and ducking and ducking until he just ran out of breath

Skengs pon peds

You ain’t shot then you would’ve been dead

I miss my friends

I felt dumb and clumsy

Let it off in my rim just over my bench

That Glock corn is intense

That day if I step

Corn would have kick out a big man’s chest

Harlem Spartans get bread

See dickheads trip up drop and get cheffed

Spartans realist, Harlem drillers

Dot Dot 45 and spinners

Samurai swords and dippers

Love brown and peng

Get bands and bread

Run violent men

It’s kenny bop when man ride on gems

Spartans realist, Harlem drillers

Dot Dot 45 and spinners

Samurai swords and dippers

Love brown and peng

Get bands and bread

Run violent men

It’s kenny bop when man ride on gems