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