Too Real lyrics

[Intro]
Raw
(Dj Lil Keem whatup)
Im just too real for that sh*t
Im just too real for that sh*t
(Hoodrich)

[Chorus]
I can't go out like no b*tch (I can't go out like no b*tch)
I'm just too real for that sh*t (just too real)
Ain't no way I could turn a snitch (Ain't no way I could tell or snitch)
I'm just too real for that sh*t
(Flight Skool DJ)
Hell nah, I ain't no co-defendant (Hell nah, hell nah, hell nah)
I'm just too real for that sh*t
Mama did not raise no b*tch (Hell nah, she ain't raise no b*tch)
She just too real for that sh*t

[Verse 1]
Hell nah, n*gga
(Hoodrich Keem im thinkin bout signing that guy)
Mama ain't raise no b*tch (She ain't raise no b*tch)
Slimeball, I'm too real for that sh*t (You know)
They say I ride around with that stick (Yeah, I ride 'round with that 30)
Hundred round drum, ooh I get to clappin' (Uh-Huh)
Have you flippin' like a brick, yeah (Like a brick) (Yeah) (n*gga)
Young gymnastic whip the brick, I do magic (Magic, wow)
Yeah, I disappear with your sh*t (Yeah, I disappear with your-, Woah)
Slimeball, running off with all these n*ggas' sh*t (We running)
n*ggas be talking like hoes
Switching just like some clothes (Clothes)
Guess what, I ain't worrying about that sh*t (Hell nah)
I ain't going out like no b*tch (I ain't going out like no b*tch)
Don't be mad if I f*ck your b*tch (Is that your b*tch?)
n*ggas be acting like b*tches (b*tch)
I wasn't raised like no b*tch (b*tch)
n*ggas like to turn and fold (Fold)
Guess a n*gga turned a snitch (Snitch)
And all these rats eat cheese (Cheese)
And they ain''t built nun' like this (Like this)
(Hoodrich n*gga)
I'm just too real for that sh*t (Nah, for real, for real)
I'm just too real for that sh*t (No, no, yeah, yeah)
I'm just too real for that sh*t (Nah, for real)
(Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
I'm just too real for that sh*t (Nah, for real)
(Hoodrich Keem)

[Chorus]
I can't go out like no b*tch (I can't go out like no b*tch)
I'm just too real for that sh*t (Nah, for real)
Ain't no way I could turn a snitch (Ain't no way I could tell or snitch)
I'm just too real for that sh*t (Nah, for real)
Hell nah, I ain't no co-defendant (Hell nah, I ain't no co-defendant)
I'm just too real for that sh*t (I'm just too real, uh-huh)
Mama did not raise no b*tch (She ain't raise no b*tch)
She just too real for that sh*t (For real)

[Verse 2]
Big blunt rollin'
I stay smokin' (Gas, gas)
Yeah, you might just catch me with your b*tch (Your b*tch)
Say slime be kickin' that sh*t (Yeah, you know, slime kickin' sh*t)
You know slime, yeah, I do be kickin' that sh*t (That weight,)
n*gga, you work in the other one (Other one)
Yeah, you f*ckin' with the other ones (The other ones)
Nah (Nah), we gon' slide your ass real quick (Slide)
I might hit him with the stick (I might hit him with the stick)
Hell nah, 'cause he ain't rockin' like this (Nah)
Hell yeah, I'm real right (Real right)
Right flag to the right (Real right)
Red flag to the right (Real right)
Y'all n*ggas ain't right (Right)
Some n*ggas getting left
Left, down down bad
Leave a n*gga down bad (Phew, wow)
With this hundred round, hit his ass real quick (Real quick)
You actin' like a b*tch (You actin' like a b*tch)
Guess you n*ggas weren't built nun' like this (Like this)
You don't want this sh*t (No, n*gga, you don't want this sh*t)
Guess you n*ggas weren't built nun' like this (Like-, Nun like slime)
(Flight Skool Dj)
Raw
(You know I am a real form from the streets you know)
(Wow, mmh)
(They ain't built nun' like this)
I'm just too real for that sh*t (Go ask your b*tch)
I'm just too real for that sh*t (Go ask your b*tch)
(Yo Pierre you wanna come out here?)
(Hoodrich b*tch)
[Chorus]
I can't go out like no b*tch (I can't go out like no b*tch)
I'm just too real for that sh*t (Just too real)
Ain't no way I turn a snitch (Ain't no way I'ma turn no snitch)
I'm just too real for that sh*t
Hell naw I ain't no co-defendant (Nah, why would I do that sh*t?)
I'm just too real for that sh*t (I'm on)
Mama did not raise no b*tch (Nah, he don't know 'bout myself)
She just too real for that sh*t (Ahh)

[Outro]
Y'all n*ggas stop actin' like b*tches
Y'all n*ggas stop switchin'
Stop tellin'
For real
Y'all n*ggas start doing dirty by yourself, you know?
(Hoodrich b*tch)
You can't tell on yourself