Real or Not ft. Charlie Wayy Lyrics

All of yo jewelry too fogged so tell me, it's real or it's not

I'm spinnin the block when I drop so tell, it's real or it's not

Im grippin her ass while I'll park, I can tell if it's real or it's not

And I know that this nigga a goofy I can tell if he real of he not

All of yo jewelry too fogged so tell me, it's real or it's not

I'm spinnin the block when I drop so tell, it's real or it's not

Im grippin her ass while I'll park, I can tell if it's real or it's not

And I know that this nigga a goofy I can tell if he real of he not

I'm sippin' some dark on the rocks,

On the celly I'm playing w stocks

Free my niggas that's stuck in a box

Free my niggas that's punching a clock

Be a boss shit I'm paving the way

I can't hate he make minimum wage

And there ain't much real niggas left

Now real niggas turning to fake

On one hand I'm like who can I trust

You cross me and I'm putting you up

I don't know if it's love or it's lust

But I know I ain't biting the dust

Take a photo this fit of the day

New Chanel and I'm rocking some bape

All this drip I should be on display

I wake up to the stress and a J

That's the way I wake up everyday

That's the life when you blessed and you paid

That's the life, I wake up with a play

Hit my niggas, then hit up the space

We can stop shit the money keep falling

We can stop she hit me in the morning

And I hit decline if she keep on calling

She might be the shit but she boring

All of yo jewelry too fogged so tell me, it's real or it's not

I'm spinnin the block when I drop so tell, it's real or it's not

Im grippin her ass while I'll park, I can tell if it's real or it's not

And I know that this nigga a goofy I can tell if he real of he not

All of yo jewelry too fogged so tell me, it's real or it's not

I'm spinnin the block when I drop so tell, it's real or it's not

Im grippin her ass while I'll park, I can tell if it's real or it's not

And I know that this nigga a goofy I can tell if he real of he not

Come put this pussy on live

Baby I feel boosie

Tell me how you so choosey

Baby When you swerving hooptys

Heard you looking for action,

Sid Let's go make a movie

They be looking to line me,

But you tryna screw me

They keep a buck

We keep it a hunnid

No fronting

They know that We run it

You talking too slick

I know that you bad

Shit I gotta come punish

Talking bout me

Can not be me

Baby that nigga to bumish

Move like a boss

Taste a boss

Sid I feel like I'm Dudus

All bout the work, Yes I'm a jerk

If we chatting bout chicken

Need me a plate, do not be late

Or try to skip out on the fixings.

Need her wet like a lake, heavy on cake

Sid she look like a vixen

Shoot my shot like I'm steph

They shoot like George then

You gotta go clip him