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Bvckgrnd - That's Real Lyrics



Bvckgrnd - That's Real Lyrics




I look better than your best day on my worst day
Word smithin wit the word play
All your chickens got bird brains, how the f*ck you caught em in the first place
Tell me how you got a whole budget but my plays up and I got no budget
Cameras on so you back to frontin
Club jumping on my old shit
Last night met a hostess
She was wildin on some hoe shit, like come and smash my little lotus flower bomb
Baby girl it's on
Bet you won't call back but double plat plaques put a nigga on the map
By the time that hap, got maxim's all in my lap
And they got a whole group chat bout me

That's real, that's real
Got twenty thou missed calls that's real
When I'm in the booth, go off, thats real
Lookin at your boo, go soft, that's real
Uh, that's real, that's real
Never been ashamed, been a boss, that's real
I would take a bullet for the squad, that's real
Take a hundred bullets for the squad, that's real

I'm a little engine that could
Bounce bounce bounce on a real nigga wood
Ounce ounce ounce of the tree, that's three, cover me, and the team, for a week, that's good
Nigga that's good
Nigga it's a curse when all of your verses sound like hooks
Try to get a feature, they ain't no good
Might as well do it on my own that's good
Nigga that's great
Nigga don't hate
Yea got the flow and the words make a verse levitate
Read my schedule, everyday the same
Kill a whole track, go south on a dame
That's real
That's real that's real
I'ma send her packin if she pop another pill
I don't like a drunk bitch, I'ma keep it trill
Never hold my tongue, and I never sit still that's real

That's real, that's real
I got twenty thousand missed calls that's real
When I'm in the booth, go off, thats real
Lookin at your boo, go soft, that's real
Uh, that's real, that's real
Never been ashamed, been a boss, that's real
I would take a bullet for the squad, that's real
Take a hundred bullets for the squad, that's real

Take a hundred bullets for the squad, uh
Cross fit bad bitch, twenty in the car
Whip, nigga dip to the spot, uh
Smash on the gas, dash from the law
Walk in, everything stop, uh
Got the whole place tryna figure who we are
DJ shout from the top, uh
Shorty think i'm juicy twerk on the spot

Uh, that's real, that's real
I got twenty thousand missed calls that's real
When I'm in the booth, go off, thats real
Lookin at your boo, go soft, that's real
Uh, that's real that's real
Never been ashamed, been a boss, that's real
I would take a bullet for the squad, that's real
Take a hundred bullets for the squad, that's real
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I look better than your best day on my worst day
Word smithin wit the word play
All your chickens got bird brains, how the f*ck you caught em in the first place
Tell me how you got a whole budget but my plays up and I got no budget
Cameras on so you back to frontin
Club jumping on my old shit
Last night met a hostess
She was wildin on some hoe shit, like come and smash my little lotus flower bomb
Baby girl it's on
Bet you won't call back but double plat plaques put a nigga on the map
By the time that hap, got maxim's all in my lap
And they got a whole group chat bout me

That's real, that's real
Got twenty thou missed calls that's real
When I'm in the booth, go off, thats real
Lookin at your boo, go soft, that's real
Uh, that's real, that's real
Never been ashamed, been a boss, that's real
I would take a bullet for the squad, that's real
Take a hundred bullets for the squad, that's real

I'm a little engine that could
Bounce bounce bounce on a real nigga wood
Ounce ounce ounce of the tree, that's three, cover me, and the team, for a week, that's good
Nigga that's good
Nigga it's a curse when all of your verses sound like hooks
Try to get a feature, they ain't no good
Might as well do it on my own that's good
Nigga that's great
Nigga don't hate
Yea got the flow and the words make a verse levitate
Read my schedule, everyday the same
Kill a whole track, go south on a dame
That's real
That's real that's real
I'ma send her packin if she pop another pill
I don't like a drunk bitch, I'ma keep it trill
Never hold my tongue, and I never sit still that's real

That's real, that's real
I got twenty thousand missed calls that's real
When I'm in the booth, go off, thats real
Lookin at your boo, go soft, that's real
Uh, that's real, that's real
Never been ashamed, been a boss, that's real
I would take a bullet for the squad, that's real
Take a hundred bullets for the squad, that's real

Take a hundred bullets for the squad, uh
Cross fit bad bitch, twenty in the car
Whip, nigga dip to the spot, uh
Smash on the gas, dash from the law
Walk in, everything stop, uh
Got the whole place tryna figure who we are
DJ shout from the top, uh
Shorty think i'm juicy twerk on the spot

Uh, that's real, that's real
I got twenty thousand missed calls that's real
When I'm in the booth, go off, thats real
Lookin at your boo, go soft, that's real
Uh, that's real that's real
Never been ashamed, been a boss, that's real
I would take a bullet for the squad, that's real
Take a hundred bullets for the squad, that's real
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Writer: Blaize Adam, Christopher Araneda
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Bvckgrnd
Length: 3:03
Written by: Blaize Adam, Christopher Araneda

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