| Nigga goddamn
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| Spent five bands on some Balmain, that’s a lot man
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| I pull strings like a violin, A Boogie, damn he be wylin'
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| Nigga who scared? |
| You think I’m scared?
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| Put them goons on you, that’s a nightmare
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| I got ten guns, I don’t fight fair
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| Gotta buzz now, this a lightyear
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| This that new shit, got a new bitch
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| I spent two bands on her new kicks
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| Hangin' from my neck, that’s a Cuban
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| I swear you don’t wanna see me lose it
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| When I Cuban, got bust down
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| Told them bitches I don’t give a fuck now
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| I’m A Boogie, nigga what now?
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| See me shining, wanna show me love now
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| You a dub now
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| When I see you, I’ma treat you like you see-through
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| Thought I told you I don’t need you
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| You is old news, I’ma be cool
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| Nigga stop it
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| I’m from Highbridge where you see a whole lot of fly shit
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| Louis V hoodie on my bitch
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| How I’m flexin' you would think I got rich, ah
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| I know, I know what’s real so keep it a thousand, ahh
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| In the field, swervin' in that Audi
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| Fuck your feelings, fuck whoever doubt it
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| Told the plug ain’t no need to count it
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| I know, I know what’s real, I know you in the field
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| I know, you say you drill, I know, I know what’s real
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| My nigga I seen a lot now
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| And if you talk about that shit you might get shot down
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| I’m immaculate I feel, I see hatred in they grill
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| All blue faces on my bills, I keep thugs with me still
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| Try to take it they gon' kill, got no patience they just drill
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| All they places getting filled, ain’t no cake then ain’t no deal
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| When I be riding I got it, trust me I got it, I promise
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| I fuck with good girls who look like they coming straight outta Onyx
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| They in college, I pull up on 'em and work on a project
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| My name is Artist, I got it, they give me brain I’m just watching
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| I put my thumb in her butt and she told me nigga you wylin'
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| I keep on fuckin with her after I say I’m gon' stop it
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| No lovey-dovey no more, baby im just being honest
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| I’m going hard and I promise, like I play for the Rockets
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| I put my homie on, now his Rollie on, that shit flooded
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| Balmain hoodie on, I get what I want, I get money
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| Ain’t no need to front, this ain’t what you want, bitch you buggin'
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| If you say what’s real, we could prolly chill, that’s a hunnid
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| I know, I know what’s real so keep it a thousand, ahh
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| In the field, swervin' in that Audi
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| Fuck your feelings, fuck whoever doubt it
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| Told the plug ain’t no need to count it
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| I know, I know what’s real, I know you in the field
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| I know, you say you drill, I know, I know what’s real
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| My nigga I seen a lot now
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| And if you talk about that shit you might get shot down |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Know What's Real , by - A Boogie Wit da Hoodie. Song from the album Artist, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп