REAL N**** FIRST

[Intro] Big 32, they ain't what the fuck it is, man Uh, yeah, uh, ayy [Verse 1} Might be tired of me Call my phone, I'm hard to reach I sit back, have talks for me Three drugs hog up my arteries Kissin' on drank, my liver hurt Take his main bitch, fly her to Turks All 'cause these niggas be hatin' We don't no savin' After the weekend you can have her What's my price? nigga why that matter Where yo bitch, boy? I hope you checked her Dropped a hit now im back to trappin This shit big, its specific Nigga better be specific Sneak dissin', I ain't hеar it Pimp shit what I preach [Chorus] Real nigga, yeah, that's— Rеal nigga, yeah, that's first Pop pink tan them, uh, ayy, pop pink tan them Percs Will you still love me at my worst? Real nigga, yeah, that's first, real nigga, yeah, that's— Yeah {Verse 2] I could push five hundred a week, but I'm waitin' for the right plug Bitch trippin off my left pocket, that ain't nothin' but a slight dub Be mindful 'bout how you talkin', the strongest thing is the tongue Either way a nigga flip it, them ben franks where the funds I can change a bitch life, turn her up overnight I know the life still nice, see the drugs and the ice If you ain't tryna get in the field, you ain't finna do it right Brodie peddlin' the dope, peg legs on a bike Pour the lean real slow, when syrup flowin' down its excitin' Early morning on the phone, talkin' 'bout a bag my lawyer advisin' We talk its confidential, X5 beyond a rental FN like Mortal Kombat, fatality, we'll finish you [Chorus] Real nigga, yeah, that's— Real nigga, yeah, that's first Pop pink tan them, uh, ayy, pop pink tan them Percs Will you still love me at my worst? Real nigga, yeah, that's first, real nigga, yeah, that's— Yeah