For Real Lyrics by OTF Boonie Moe is a Newly released English song. For Real Lyrics are penned down by Lala the DJ, King Osama, macshooter49, OTF Boonie Moe & WLYRAYDO while the song is produced by Lala the DJ, King Osama, macshooter49 & WLYRAYDO. The song was published on January 14, 2023.
For Real Song Details:
| Song: | For Real |
| Singer(s): | OTF Boonie Moe |
| Produced by: | Lala the DJ, King Osama, macshooter49 & WLYRAYDO |
| Written by: | Lala the DJ, King Osama, macshooter49, OTF Boonie Moe & WLYRAYDO |
| Label: | Only The Family |
For Real Lyrics
Yeah, OTF shit, man
I’m in this bitch, man, coolin’, man
Workin’ like a motherfucker though
I ain’t gon’ lie
Free Boona
Free Zoo Wop
Pull up in the trenches, S550, Amiri jeans with Timbs
I just fucked this bitch named Ashley, now she chasing Jam (Woo)
I just sent ten ‘bows to the gang, now they goin’ ham (Woo)
Switches come on all the Glocks, ain’t no way they jam (Woo)
Out here trappin’ for real (For real)
I been chasin’ a check for real, out here chasin’ a mill’ yeah
I been trappin’, I run it up, foenem chasin’ them kills
I been sittin’ in the trenches for real, passin’ out packs with kills, yeah (For real)
What you know ’bout givin’ foenem packs to run it up? (Run it up)
Yeah, what you know ’bout giving your niggas bags? They fuck it up (Fuck it up, for real)
Yeah, what you know ’bout hittin’ the club, all them bitches fucked? (Woo)
Yeah, soon as I came home, I called Smurk, gave me a hundred bucks (Woo)
Think I’m lying? I went straight to Cali, I fucked it up (Woo)
Yeah, call my plug, I need pounds, I need all the Runtz, yeah
Out here trappin’ for real (For real)
I been chasin’ a check for real, out here chasin’ a mill’, yeah
I been trappin’, I run it up, foenem chasin’ them kills
I been sittin’ in the trenches for real, passin’ out packs with kills, yeah (For real)
Foenem step on opps, you know how we coming (On gang)
I give ’em ten to spin again, get twenty, you kill his friend (On gang)
Amiri jeans, a piece from Wafi, now wait ’til the pounds come in (On gang)
I tell them, “Paint the city red,” that’s for my fuckin’ twin, on gang
Foenem get on your ass, you playin’, foenem step on opps, lay that belt
Niggas did that flukey shit to my brother, next day, it was two of them shot
Your ass be tweakin’ on ‘Gram, lil’ nigga, we catch your ass, gettin’ dropped (On gang)
Got a text ’bout a new man down on the opp block, nigga got hit in his top (Woo, woo)
For real (On gang), out here trappin’ for real (For real)
I been chasin’ a check for real, out here chasin’ a mill’, yeah
I been trappin’, I run it up, foenem chasin’ them kills
I been sittin’ in the trenches for real, passin’ out packs with kills,
Yeah, kills (For real, for real, for real)
For real
My lil’ bro gon’ get on your ass, you playin’
When all my niggas, they kill
For real