Real Music Lyrics – Playboi Carti

Read the full Real Music lyrics by Playboi Carti along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[Intro]
(What?)
Yeah, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up
Huh, huh, huh
Hah, hah, hah, huh (Schyeah)

[Chorus]
B!tch can’t call my phone no more, she blocked (Ha)
B!tch can’t call my phone no more, she blocked (Ha)
You used to be my baby, now you a opp (Ha)
I used to spin for you, I’d blow out the block, yeah

[Verse 1]
Bust out a b!tch for you
Shoot up they s*it for you
You used to wear all those fake ass diamonds, I made them dance for you
I put the mask on, uh, then they could have some, uh
I had to pass on her, uh, that pu*sy a trackhawk, uh
She watch her mouth with me, that pu*sy gon’ back talk, uh
I just went Bentley Bentayga on n!ggas, fu*k all that scat talk
Okay, okay, okay
Go play with yo’ pu*sy, lil’ b!tch don’t play with me
I just been living my life like I’m down
Fu*k nun’ these n!ggas concerning me
Crashing with Homixide Gang
Put more n!ggas in chains than slavery
Bad ass b!tch that came with me
She a dime but ain’t no change to me, huh, huh

[Chorus]
B!tch can’t call my phone no more, she blocked (Ha) (Schyeah)
B!tch can’t call my phone no more, she blocked (Ha)
You used to be my baby, now you a opp (Ha)
I used to speak for you, I’d blow out the block, yeah

[Refrain]
Blow out the block, yeah, yeah, blow out the block, uh

Huh, blow out the block, huh, yeah, blow out the block, yeah
Blow out the block, hah, hah, blow out the block
Blow out the block, hah, hah, blow out the block

[Verse 2]
I ain’t want to leave those hoes outside but I might as well do it (Might as well do it)
I ain’t want to rap all these songs, I might as well do it (I might as well do it)
‘Cause this real music (This real, uh)
Sticking to it (Sticking to it)
I feel and get to it (Feel me, uh, huh)
Feel and get- (I feel and to it)
Big ass light, let’s do it, yeah
Cars at the corner, I rule it, yeah
(??) put the cone like ruby, huh, copping the stone like ruby, uh
Ice on the cube like Rubik’s (Huh)
Huh, huh, huh
Uh, tear ’em up, might as well do it, uh (Schyeah)
Xanny, b!tch, real music (Schyeah)
Copping the stone, I do it (Yeah, huh, huh)

[Verse 3]
They tryna say I can’t rap, but this real music, uh (This real music)
They tryna hold but on my slatts, this real music, uh (Schyeah, schyeah)
They tryna lock up all my slatts, this real music, uh (This real, uh, huh, huh)
This real, uh, huh, this real, uh, huh, huh
N!ggas tryna hold me back, no, they can’t do it, uh (They can’t do it)
N!gga tryna play with his life, might as well lose it, uh, uh
Boy, you wanna play with that fire, might as well shoot it, uh (Boy, you wanna do it)
Uh, my eyes is wide, tell her “Let’s do it” (Tell her “Let’s do it”)
Do it, uh, let’s get to it (Let’s get to it)
This real music, but this real music, uh (This real music)
Uh, n!ggas tryna say I can’t rap, but this real music (This real music)
Fu*k boy n!ggas wanna hold me back, but they can’t do it (Hah, hah, yeah)

[Chorus]
B!tch can’t call my phone no more, she blocked (Ha) (Schyeah)
B!tch can’t call my phone no more, she blocked (Ha)
You used to be my baby, now you a opp (Ha)
I used to speak for you, I’d blow out the block, yeah

[Refrain]
Blow out the block, yeah, yeah, blow out the block, uh
Huh, blow out the block, huh, yeah, blow out the block, yeah
Blow out the block, hah, hah, blow out the block
Blow out the block, hah, hah, blow out the block