Free the Real by Techh Lyrics
[Intro: Lil E]
Dos dos
In a different voice
Dos dos
[Chorus: Lil E]
Yeah i'm at the party
And this motherfucker jumpin’
If you got a pound, ima up the strap I'm dumpin'
I don’t give a fuck, sippin' on Robitussin
Got a lot of bitches, we get bitches by the dozen
Dos Dos, had to go get it, and when I get it
Benz truck, yeah you know, it's coming with the tinted
Copped a whip, yeah you know it isn't rented
Had to go get it, young brother vision
[Verse 1: Lil E]
The booty be poppin', and yeah the booty be shakin'
I'm in a hotel suite rolling blunts and they naked
So I roll up a blunt, yes ima go face it
It's Lil E up in the Stu bitch you can’t integrate him
I got a lot of haters, lowkey ballin’ like the Lakers
Going up like elevators, I got more bread like i'm the baker
Bad bitch not tryna date her, not till I got the payment
Trap shit till i’m famous, blunt rolled ima face it
[Chorus: Lil E]
Yeah i'm at the party
And this motherfucker jumpin' (this shit loud)
If you got a pound, ima up this strap I'm dumpin’ (trap)
I don't give a fuck, sippin' on Robitussin (Techh)
Got a lot of bitches, we get bitches by the dozen (by the dozen)
Dos Dos, had to go get it, and when I get it (get it)
Benz truck, yeah you know, it's coming with the tinted (skrt)
Copped a whip, yeah you know it isn't rented (skrt skrt)
Had to go get it, young brother vision
[Verse 2: Techh]
Rollin' up a pound, Philly that's my town
Let me burn it down, I'm from Germantown
Breaking down my weed, put it in a paper
Smoke stays in the air, you can call that vapor
Ballin' like a Laker, brodie ima take her
You a weirdo, you probably gonna rape her
Lil Techh fam I'm all about the paper
Money in the bank, yes I'm thinking like a baker
All these haters on my dick, go take a picture
Shout out 501, yes you know we got the liquor
Techh Worldwide everywhere like a sticker
Every time I sneeze the beat getting sicker
Now I'm getting better with my flow it's getting quicker
Tryna step my flow up so I get a lil richer
Throw a fast ball, just like I'm a pitcher
Life comes at you, just like that!
Ima hit it from the back, no cap ima snap
No nap, run a lap, yea she knows ima snack
Rollin' weed on the Mac, focused on the cash
Thinkin' bout sum racks, runnin' these tracks
No I'm not flash, all I do is smash
Then I do the dash, right to the cash
Show me where the stash, money where it's at
A$AP! On my tat!
Dos dos
In a different voice
Dos dos
[Chorus: Lil E]
Yeah i'm at the party
And this motherfucker jumpin’
If you got a pound, ima up the strap I'm dumpin'
I don’t give a fuck, sippin' on Robitussin
Got a lot of bitches, we get bitches by the dozen
Dos Dos, had to go get it, and when I get it
Benz truck, yeah you know, it's coming with the tinted
Copped a whip, yeah you know it isn't rented
Had to go get it, young brother vision
[Verse 1: Lil E]
The booty be poppin', and yeah the booty be shakin'
I'm in a hotel suite rolling blunts and they naked
So I roll up a blunt, yes ima go face it
It's Lil E up in the Stu bitch you can’t integrate him
I got a lot of haters, lowkey ballin’ like the Lakers
Going up like elevators, I got more bread like i'm the baker
Bad bitch not tryna date her, not till I got the payment
Trap shit till i’m famous, blunt rolled ima face it
[Chorus: Lil E]
Yeah i'm at the party
And this motherfucker jumpin' (this shit loud)
If you got a pound, ima up this strap I'm dumpin’ (trap)
I don't give a fuck, sippin' on Robitussin (Techh)
Got a lot of bitches, we get bitches by the dozen (by the dozen)
Dos Dos, had to go get it, and when I get it (get it)
Benz truck, yeah you know, it's coming with the tinted (skrt)
Copped a whip, yeah you know it isn't rented (skrt skrt)
Had to go get it, young brother vision
[Verse 2: Techh]
Rollin' up a pound, Philly that's my town
Let me burn it down, I'm from Germantown
Breaking down my weed, put it in a paper
Smoke stays in the air, you can call that vapor
Ballin' like a Laker, brodie ima take her
You a weirdo, you probably gonna rape her
Lil Techh fam I'm all about the paper
Money in the bank, yes I'm thinking like a baker
All these haters on my dick, go take a picture
Shout out 501, yes you know we got the liquor
Techh Worldwide everywhere like a sticker
Every time I sneeze the beat getting sicker
Now I'm getting better with my flow it's getting quicker
Tryna step my flow up so I get a lil richer
Throw a fast ball, just like I'm a pitcher
Life comes at you, just like that!
Ima hit it from the back, no cap ima snap
No nap, run a lap, yea she knows ima snack
Rollin' weed on the Mac, focused on the cash
Thinkin' bout sum racks, runnin' these tracks
No I'm not flash, all I do is smash
Then I do the dash, right to the cash
Show me where the stash, money where it's at
A$AP! On my tat!