

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah Look (uh) Bitch, I’m real as— [Chorus] Bitch, I’m real as fuck I don’t dap, I don’t trust All you hoes switch up Act close, then cut Talk big online In person, they stuck Say you solid, huh? Bitch, I’m real as fuck (yeah) [Verse 1] You ain’t gang, you a group chat rumor Smile to my face, then you flip next Tuesday Whole lotta filters, whole lotta cap Whole lotta talk, but you fold under fact You post that life you ain’t livin’ Flex that bag that you rented Clout that chain, it’s tinted You chase that tag, I’m winnin’ I seen you change for a follow Trade your word for a bottle I turned broke days to a motto “Stand on it, die with it,” that’s my gospel [Chorus] Bitch, I’m real as fuck I don’t dap, I don’t trust All you hoes switch up Act close, then cut Talk big online In person, they stuck Say you solid, huh? Bitch, I’m real as fuck (real as—) [Verse 2] You gon’ fold when it’s pressure I stay ten toes in the desert I seen day ones turn desperate Turn snake for a lil’ quick extra You never there when it’s quiet Only pop out for the riot I keep receipts, I’m private Name in your mouth? Then try it I bled for the wins I got You begged for a seat, got blocked You played both sides, got caught I said what I said, I’m locked [Chorus] Bitch, I’m real as fuck I don’t dap, I don’t trust All you hoes switch up Act close, then cut Talk big online In person, they stuck Say you solid, huh? Bitch, I’m real as fuck (yeah, yeah) [Outro] Real as fuck Say my name, get stuck You ain’t built like us You ain’t real like— (nah) Bitch, I’m real as fuck
Tags
rap, Grimy underground trap banger, swung drums and rattling hi-hats over a distorted sub-bass line. Sparse minor-key keys stabs and detuned synths in the verses, hook explodes with stacked male vocals and shouted ad-libs. Aggressive, up-front vocal mix with light saturation and tight drops before each chorus for punch., fake, harsh, male vocals
1:59
No
4/9/2026