Turn Up Aint Real by TeeCee4800 x Nano x Reem Riches Lyrics
[Verse 1: Reem Riches]
I can't fuck with you if you actin' turn down
Cause all my niggas blow the extra [?]
Pop me a molly then I step in the function
Big booty bitch all on me dry humpin'
Got on all my jewelry and I'm feelin' myself
So many shots to the head I swear I'm killin' myself
If your turn up ain't real then your ass gettin' left
Two step, right left, pah-pah that's the lingo
My niggas turnt we turn the club to a freak show
I'm lookin' for a redbone that's trynna deepthroat
[?] in the parking lot
[?]
MTM, all my niggas G tho
Talkin' my shit off the Don Julio
Turn down niggas gettin' left at the peephole
Nigga rap thight like burrito
And everytime you step out we me tho
I'm like
[Hook: Reem Riches]
Nigga take a shot, nigga pop a pill
Nigga smoke a blunt, man your turn up ain't real
Hey your turn up ain't real (Hey your turn up ain't real)
Man your turn up ain't real (Man your turn up ain't real)
Hey your turn up ain't real (Hey your turn up ain't real)
Man your turn up ain't real (Man your turn up ain't real)
Hey your turn up ain't real
[Verse 2: TeeCee4800]
I'm a Washington nigga, I'm a Washington
6 in the morning with the belly staight mobbin'
Hey your turn up ain't real you be trynna stunt
Hundred for the valley my car ain't in the front
I hit the club and all these bitches stare about racks nigga
I'm the baller of the year
Yeah I'm swagged out, check my feet hoe
Iced out, nigga wrist [?]
I'mma hit those and I can bang that
It ain't hard them light skins with a gang of tats
Smoke mad weed, we got a lotta cash
She need two seats, she got a lotta ass
I'm on some pimpin' oops I mean creepin'
Just like a open wound, paint just drippin'
I popped the clip in, I'm bout to buss
Nigga quit yappin' you talkin' too much
And you ain't really turnt like that
Nah you ain't really turnt like that
Ain't about that life
Hits up for the night call Reem he [?]
[Hook: Reem Riches] x2
Nigga take a shot, nigga pop a pill
Nigga smoke a blunt, man your turn up ain't real
Hey your turn up ain't real (Hey your turn up ain't real)
Man your turn up ain't real (Man your turn up ain't real)
Hey your turn up ain't real (Hey your turn up ain't real)
Man your turn up ain't real (Man your turn up ain't real)
Hey your turn up ain't real
I can't fuck with you if you actin' turn down
Cause all my niggas blow the extra [?]
Pop me a molly then I step in the function
Big booty bitch all on me dry humpin'
Got on all my jewelry and I'm feelin' myself
So many shots to the head I swear I'm killin' myself
If your turn up ain't real then your ass gettin' left
Two step, right left, pah-pah that's the lingo
My niggas turnt we turn the club to a freak show
I'm lookin' for a redbone that's trynna deepthroat
[?] in the parking lot
[?]
MTM, all my niggas G tho
Talkin' my shit off the Don Julio
Turn down niggas gettin' left at the peephole
Nigga rap thight like burrito
And everytime you step out we me tho
I'm like
[Hook: Reem Riches]
Nigga take a shot, nigga pop a pill
Nigga smoke a blunt, man your turn up ain't real
Hey your turn up ain't real (Hey your turn up ain't real)
Man your turn up ain't real (Man your turn up ain't real)
Hey your turn up ain't real (Hey your turn up ain't real)
Man your turn up ain't real (Man your turn up ain't real)
Hey your turn up ain't real
[Verse 2: TeeCee4800]
I'm a Washington nigga, I'm a Washington
6 in the morning with the belly staight mobbin'
Hey your turn up ain't real you be trynna stunt
Hundred for the valley my car ain't in the front
I hit the club and all these bitches stare about racks nigga
I'm the baller of the year
Yeah I'm swagged out, check my feet hoe
Iced out, nigga wrist [?]
I'mma hit those and I can bang that
It ain't hard them light skins with a gang of tats
Smoke mad weed, we got a lotta cash
She need two seats, she got a lotta ass
I'm on some pimpin' oops I mean creepin'
Just like a open wound, paint just drippin'
I popped the clip in, I'm bout to buss
Nigga quit yappin' you talkin' too much
And you ain't really turnt like that
Nah you ain't really turnt like that
Ain't about that life
Hits up for the night call Reem he [?]
[Hook: Reem Riches] x2
Nigga take a shot, nigga pop a pill
Nigga smoke a blunt, man your turn up ain't real
Hey your turn up ain't real (Hey your turn up ain't real)
Man your turn up ain't real (Man your turn up ain't real)
Hey your turn up ain't real (Hey your turn up ain't real)
Man your turn up ain't real (Man your turn up ain't real)
Hey your turn up ain't real