Real (2019)

Lyrics

[Intro: Trippie Redd] Woah-ayy Real nigga, been a real nigga Haha, woah-ayy Ayy [Chorus: Trippie Redd] Real nigga, been a real nigga Hanging with some shooters, pop you like a pill, nigga Hey, I tote that motherfuckin' Galil, nigga Yeah you talking shit then blood will get spilt, nigga [Verse 1: Trippie Redd] Good nigga, I might just need a apron And all these niggas fake as fuck, I swear they on some snake shit They wasn't ready for Trippie Redd's greatness (Haha) Now I'm balling on some stupid shit Long, long way home, I'm from a different planet like I'm ET I beat the pussy up like a beat, no DP But DP every time I'm in the pussy so deep I beat the pussy 'til she so weak Yeah, the flow crazy and it's so discrete Yeah, I dare anybody to try me Twin Glocks, had them niggas looking Siamese Huh, smoking dope I'm looking Chinese I dare young nigga come and try me I send a couple shots like a IV You a lil' nigga, I'ma need some ID I dare young niggas come find me [Bridge: Trippie Redd] Ballin' like I'm Peyton Manning Bad bitch, tryna get up in them panties I'ma pop the pussy like a fucking Xanny, yeah Haha, like a Xanny (Yeah) I'ma sing to the pussy win a Grammy Haha, yeah, win a Grammy Hop- hop in a phantom, nigga, no Danny Yeah, no Danny Phantom, woah [Chorus: Trippie Redd & Skynny Blu3] Woah-ayy Real nigga, been a real nigga Haha, woah-ayy Real nigga, been a real nigga Real nigga, been a real nigga (It's Skynny Blu3, baby) Got some real niggas that'll deal with ya (Huh?) Real nigga, been a real nigga (Real nigga) Always stayed around some real niggas [Verse 2: Skynny Blu3] Yeah Look I just got a new thang for the summer Two seated coupe thang for the summer When I skate through, they calling me a stunner But fuck that, I ran it up all winter, and that's one hunnid You ain't in motion nigga, and that's a bummer I stay smarter, and y'all just gettin' dumber Y'all make it easy, I'm chillin' outside in Italy and Brindisi And when I spit, they look like he another species The lil' niggas look like "Blue, can you teach me?" The white boys like "man he's beasty" I'm eating, skinny nigga, fat boy belly, bitch, I'm feasting Show them how to do it, I'm the teacher Speak wisdom to 'em, nigga, I'm a preacher They say I'm weird like I'm a creature They gon' say this heart is just a teaser Hey, bunch of killers, murders, shootouts, the wild west 'Round here be safe, get you a vest And when you speak to me it better be about a check And when I come through, step fresh to impress Murder scenes, killers, the wild west Niggas still hating so I'm walking with clips Killers with me, few Bloods, few Crips Don't get caught in the mix, don't get caught in the mix And it can always get bad in the summer, but it can get worse in the summer Look we all living bad but somebody living worse this summer So be thankful you can eat and quench your thirst this summer And thank the lord you breathe, 'cause you can get put in the dirt this summer [Outro: Skynny Blu3] Blue, huh You hear me? It came out of me G, I ain't gon' flex It came out of me, I said I can't fuck this up haha