real tree playas anthem Lyrics
[Intro]
Let’s go
You did good, $lick
F*ck 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, f*ck 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
F*ck these hoes, I’m petty (You tell ’em)
Riding around with a bad b!tch, coulda been you (Ayy, f*ck them hoes)
Ayy, tell ’em, pulling up with a bad b!tch, coulda been you (Ayy, f*ck ’em hoes)
(Tell ’em) Steppin’ out with a bad b!tch, coulda been you (Ayy, f*ck ’em hoes)
I just married a bad b!tch, coulda been you (Ayy, f*ck them hoes)
Ahh-ahh, f*ck these hoes, I’m doing my dance (F*ck ’em)
Ahh-ahh, f*ck these hoes, I’m doing my—, oh
Ahh-ahh, this for the hoes that blew their chance
Ahh-ahh, f*ck these hoes, I’m doing my—
[Verse]
Hold up
B!tch, I came from nuttin’, I was rockin’ fake Jordans
I was twenty-suttin’, overdose in a foreign (Skrrt)
She get as* ‘n titties, I got choices in the morning (Woo)
They ain’t f*cking 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, f*cking up New Orleans (Wah-wah)
Showing me her p*ssy, I’m like, “How long you been touring?” (My bitch)
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, f*ck these hoes, I’m doing my dance (Turn me up, ooh-ooh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah-yeah-yeah, ayy)
F*ck 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
F*ck these hoes, I’m petty (F*ck ’em hoes)
Riding around with a bad b!tch, coulda been you (Ayy, f*ck them hoes)
Ayy, tell ’em
Pulling up with a bad b!tch, coulda been you (Ayy, f*ck ’em, tell ’em)
Steppin’ out with a bad b!tch, coulda been you (Ayy, f*ck ’em hoes)
I just married a bad b!tch, coulda been you (Ayy, fuck them hoes)
Ahh-ahh, f*ck these hoes, I’m doing my dance (Ayy, f*ck ’em)
Ahh-ahh, f*ck these hoes, I’m doing my—, oh
Ahh-ahh, this for the hoes that blew their chance
Ahh-ahh, f*ck these hoes, I’m doing my—
[Outro]
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Summary of this Song Lyrics
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real tree playas anthem Lyrics by Scrim, is a bold and energetic anthem about confidence, success, and moving on from people who didn’t value the artist in the past. The main theme centers around the idea of leveling up in life and not looking back at those who missed their chance. The repeated phrase “f*ck these hoes, I’m doing my dance” is symbolic of the artist embracing his journey, celebrating his wins, and not letting negativity hold him back.
Throughout the song, the artist flexes his new lifestyle—he’s flying high, smoking, pouring up lean (dirty Sprite), and enjoying the finer things like diamonds and luxury. He references how things have changed dramatically: from wearing fake Jordans and struggling, to driving foreign cars and having his pick of attractive, loyal women. He even humorously brags about his girl looking like Vanna White, a cultural symbol of beauty and glamor.
The chorus emphasizes the message of vindication. Each line about being with a “bad b!tch” followed by “coulda been you” is a direct call-out to those who doubted or left him before the glow-up. It’s a repeated reminder that their time has passed.
In the verse, the lyrics touch on his rough past, addiction, and personal transformation. Despite being surrounded by luxury now, there’s still an edge of darkness and emotional complexity. The outro features a voicemail confirming a large ammunition order, which adds a gritty, real-world twist that ties into themes of power and readiness.
Overall, the song is a raw and unapologetic celebration of self-worth, resilience, and the rewards of perseverance, all wrapped in a high-energy, trap-influenced sound.
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Audio Credits & Details
Artist : Scrim
Album : via crucis
Lyricist : Scrim
Musicians : Dynox, Budd Dwyer, Sam Bo Bachrack
Label : G*59 Records
Genre: Rap
Date: April 18, 2025
