A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie – I Know Whats Real Lyrics

Nigga god damn

Spent five bands on some Balmain, that’s a lot man

I pull strings like a violin, A Boogie, damn he be wylin’

Nigga who scared? you think I’m scared?

Put them goons on you that’s a nightmare

I got ten guns, I don’t fight fair

Gotta buzz now, this a lightyear

This that new shit, got a new bitch

I spent two bands on her new kicks

Hanging from my neck, that’s a Cuban

I swear you don’t wanna see me lose it

When that Cuban, got bust down

Told them bitches I don’t give a f**k now

I’m A Boogie, nigga what now?

See me shining, wanna show me love now

You a dub now

When I see you, I’ma treat you like you see-through

Thought I told you I dont need you

You is old news, I’ma be cool

Nigga stop it

I’m from Highbridge where you see a whole lot of fly shit

Louis V hoodie on my bitch

How I’m flexing you would think I got rich, ah

I know, I know what’s real so keep it a thousand, ahh

In the field, swervin’ in that Audi

f**k your feelings, f**k whoever doubt it

Told the plug ain’t no need to count it

I know, I know what’s real, I know you in the field

I know, you say you drill, I know, I know what’s real

My nigga I seen a lot now

And if you talk about that shit you might get shot down

I’m immaculate I feel, I see hatred in they grill

All blue faces on my bills, I keep thugs with me still

Try to take it they gon’ kill, got no patience they just drill

All they places getting filled, ain’t no cake then ain’t no deal

When I be riding I got it, trust me I got it, I promise

I f**k with good girls who look like they coming straight outta Onyx

They in college, I pull up on ’em and work on a project

My name is Artist, I got it, they give me brain I’m just watching

I put my thumb in her butt and she told me nigga you wylin’

I keep on f**kin with her after I say I’m gon’ stop it

No lovey-dovey no more, baby im just being honest

I’m going hard and I promise, like I play for the Rockets

I put my homie on, now his Rollie on, that shit flooded

Balmain hoodie on, I get what I want, I get money

Ain’t no need to front, this ain’t what you want, bitch you buggin’

If you say what’s real, we could prolly chill, that’s a hunnid

I know, I know what’s real so keep it a thousand, ahh

In the field, swervin’ in that Audi

f**k your feelings, f**k whoever doubt it

Told the plug ain’t no need to count it

I know, I know what’s real, I know you in the field

I know, you say you drill, I know, I know what’s real

My nigga I seen a lot now

And if you talk about that shit you might get shot down