Real tree playas anthem Lyrics – Scrim

Read the full Real tree playas anthem lyrics by Scrim along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Scrim’s music, you can also explore Reborn and Warped Lives Of Blameless Children, two other songs by Scrim.

[Intro]
Let’s go
You did good,
Fu*k these hoes, I’m doing my dance (Turn me up)
It’s a Smash
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ayy, fu*k these hoes, I’m doing my dance (Let’s get it)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Let’s go)

[Chorus]
I’m pulling up, way too fly (Let’s go)
Alri-ight
Smoking on dope, we so damn high (Turn me up, turn me up)
All ni-ight
I been dirtying up my Sprite-ite (Woo)
My ice, iced
My b!tch looking like Vanna White (God damn)
On sight
Fu*k these hoes, I’m petty (You tell ’em)
Riding around with a bad b!tch, coulda been you (Ayy, fu*k them hoes)
Ayy, tell ’em, pulling up with a bad b!tch, coulda been you (Ayy, fu*k ’em hoes)
(Tell ’em) Stepping out with a bad b!tch, coulda been you (Ayy, fu*k ’em hoes)
I just married a bad b!tch, coulda been you (Ayy, fu*k them hoes)
Ahh-ahh, fu*k these hoes, I’m doing my dance (Fu*k ’em)
Ahh-ahh, fu*k these hoes, I’m doing my—, oh
Ahh-ahh, this for the hoes that blew their chance
Ahh-ahh, fu*k these hoes, I’m doing my—

[Verse]
Hold up
B!tch, I came from nutting, I was rocking fake Jordans
I was twenty-sutting, overdose in a foreign (Skrrt)
She get ass ‘n titties, I got choices in the morning (Woo)
They ain’t fu*king with me, pet my cat while I’m recording (Ayy, turn me up)
Heard they got opinions, I got voices, I’m ignoring (Ayy, show me)
Eyes look like I’ve been dead, all this poison I been pouring (Ayy, turn me up)

In the field like Derek Carr, fu*king up New Orleans (Wah-wah)
Showing me her pu*sy, I’m like, “How long you been touring?” (My b!tch)
My new b!tch a vibe-vibe, yes, she is (Oh yes, she is)
Made that b!tch my wife-wife, yes I did (Oh yes, I did)
Now we stuck for life-life, yes we is (Ohh yes, we is)
Leave me, you gon’ die-die, yes, you is (Oh yes, you is)
My new b!tch a vibe-vibe, yes, she is (Oh yes, she is)
Made that b!tch my wife-wife, yes I did (Oh yes, I did)
Now we stuck for life-life, yes we is (Ohh yes, we is)
Leave me, you gon’ die-die, yes, you is (Oh yes, you is)
Oh yes, you is
Let’s go

[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, fu*k these hoes, I’m doing my dance (Turn me up, ooh-ooh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah-yeah-yeah, ayy)
Fu*k these hoes, I’m doing my dance (Let’s get it, let’s get it)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Let’s go)

[Chorus]
Pulling up, way too fly (Let’s go)
Alri-ight
Smoking on dope, we so damn high (Turn me up, turn me up)
All ni-ight
I been dirtying up my Sprite-ite (Woo)
My ice, iced
My b!tch looking like Vanna White (God damn)
On sight
Fu*k these hoes, I’m petty (Fu*k ’em hoes)
Riding around with a bad b!tch, coulda been you (Ayy, fu*k them hoes)
Ayy, tell ’em
Pulling up with a bad b!tch, coulda been you (Ayy, fu*k ’em, tell ’em)
Stepping out with a bad b!tch, coulda been you (Ayy, fu*k ’em hoes)
I just married a bad b!tch, coulda been you (Ayy, fu*k them hoes)
Ahh-ahh, fu*k these hoes, I’m doing my dance (Ayy, fu*k ’em)
Ahh-ahh, fu*k these hoes, I’m doing my—, oh
Ahh-ahh, this for the hoes that blew their chance
Ahh-ahh, fu*k these hoes, I’m doing my—

[Outro]
Hey, Scott, this is— from Arms Merchant. I was just calling to confirm we received your order of a thousand rounds of 9mm; and your one-thousand rounds .762mm and they’re ready to be picked up, thank you