Philthy Rich, TeeJay3k, OMB Peezy - Ain’t Real lyrics

Got that bag on me
June onna beat, June onna beat
They gon' run to you dave-O, make me a slap

Bitch, I smell like a bag
When I'm comin' through watch these niggas
All they do is play up under you
They need a favor, off rip
They gon' run to you but lose your bag
You gon' see who really fuck with you
Niggas ain't real
What the fuck this world comin' to?
It's all lies, all lies
They don't want the truth
I got the sauce, pussy nigga
I don't want the juice
Drop the top on the bitch
I don't want the roof

Nigga say he a movement, well I'm a forest
Nigga i been out here, you just
Jumpin' off the porch, nigga
It's either rappin' or trappin'
Ain't have a choice, nigga
Say he rob me, that ain't a reliable source
Nigga but I don't fuck with niggas anyway
I got five different hustles
I can get money plenty ways
Anyways, let me take it back
I remember late nights on the
Blocks for so many days
Mama told me come in but I was sellin' slabs
Put the Pyrex down, now I'm in the lab
Don't try to come in this water
It's too many crabs
I don't fuck with no accident
I don't fuck with dabs
Mary jane the only thing I'm
Blowin' in the wind
Drop the top so the people
Knowin' what I'm in
Ain't no stoppin' me now, bitch, I'm goin' in
Fuck who counted me out, I'm still gonna win

Bitch, I smell like a bag
When I'm comin' through watch these niggas
All they do is play up under you
They need a favor, off rip
They gon' run to you but lose your bag
You gon' see who really fuck with you
Niggas ain't real
What the fuck this world comin' to?
It's all lies, all lies
They don't want the truth
I got the sauce, pussy nigga
I don't want the juice
Drop the top on the bitch
I don't want the roof

Look, they got a problem
They gon' come to you but when you need 'em
They ain't comin' through, look
My pockets hurtin' and my stomach too
Get it by myself, don't need no help
I got a point to prove, ayy
I remember sellin' my clothes
I'd never sell my soul
Cuz and them sellin' them bows, mama
Some of 'em sellin' them hoes
Most of 'em sellin' them rocks
There in every city a Glock
Play with me, how you get
Popped, you was hard, now you gettin' shot
Bitch', I'm lookin' like a key
When I walk through
Smellin' like a whole pound of
Weed wehn I walk through
You ain't talkin' money then I ain't
The one to talk to
You thought you was leavin' a
Youngin until I hawked you, nigga

Bitch, I smell like a bag
When I'm comin' through watch these niggas
All they do is play up under you
They need a favor, off rip
They gon' run to you but lose your bag
You gon' see who really fuck with you
Niggas ain't real
What the fuck this world comin' to?
It's all lies, all lies
They don't want the truth
I got the sauce, pussy nigga
I don't want the juice
Drop the top on the bitch
I don't want the roof

Ayy, it's Philthy, nigga, uh huh, look
A hundred thou' large in these Mike Amiris
(Chump change) the bitch intimidated so she
Won't come near me (Bitch)
Push-start the foreigns, I don't need a key
(Foreign) too much money
Runnin' out of space for me to keep
(It's Philthy)
Faygo got a six of Hi Tech up in it (Syrup)
Tins on the Wraith, you can't see who in it
(Uh uh, nigga)
Lookin' out for undercovers in
They plain clothes (Five 0)
Million dollar phone calls, me and Dave-O
(It's Philthy)
Gucci on my bitch, purse and heels (Designer)
Lil' nigga
You just finally touched your first mil'
(Broke nigga)
Runnin' up this bag since like '06
(Ayy, run it up)
Still couldn't catch up if I went broke
Bitch (Uh uh, nigga)
I put my niggas on like I'm 'posed to do
(Solid)
Watch out for the snake niggas close to you
(Suckers)
Thirty diamond chains, all VVS's (Bustdown)
That lil' choker chain a female necklace
It's Philthy

Bitch, I smell like a bag
When I'm comin' through watch these niggas
All they do is play up under you
They need a favor, off rip
They gon' run to you but lose your bag
You gon' see who really fuck with you
Niggas ain't real
What the fuck this world comin' to?
It's all lies, all lies
They don't want the truth
I got the sauce, pussy nigga
I don't want the juice
Drop the top on the bitch
I don't want the roof