Real 1 ft. Romell Kidd Lyrics

Y-y-you're killing me, Richie

Leave that nigga alone

Leave that nigga at home

Don't you answer your phone

You were the real one

Leave that nigga alone

Leave that nigga at home

Don't you answer your phone

You were the real one

This job's a top on the coupe

I take you shopping for shoes

50 hundreds for the roof

You need a real one

Got a pocket full of cash

You ain't even gotta ask

Now she getting this and that

She were the real one

I step in this bitch like the man

Hold up, I am the man

Robbing jeans in my pants

You want it, I get it, I got it

This money ain't nothing but profit

We taking a trip overseas

And I'ma bless you if you sneeze

Imagine Rollies with the face out

Boots are good, fuck your face down

I'ma eat it from the waist down

I'ma be the catcher case now

Heard your nigga got you stressed out

Tell me what that's about

Chill and relax now

You can just come over my house

And we can get it in anyway

Got you boarding like Michael J

Body thick like Lisa Rae

Baby girl, I just wanna taste

So lay a nigga, I'ma upgrade

Fuck around, I had you up late

Your last nigga was a mustache

Your last nigga was a mustache

Leave that nigga alone

Leave that nigga at home

Don't you answer your phone

You with a real one

Leave that nigga alone

Leave that nigga at home

Don't you answer your phone

You with a real one

Let's drop the top on the coupe

I take you shopping for shoes

50 hundreds for the booze

You need a real one

Got a pocket full of cash

You ain't even gotta ask

Now she getting this and that

You with a real one

Leave your nigga alone

Leave your nigga at home

Why you keep calling your phone

Let her know that you with Raul

I know what's better with me

She wanna fly overseas

Now she declining for weeks

And she reclining with me

She wanna know what a G like

Hanging in the street like Bjarne

She the B wife

She wanna be on her own

Niggas for the stones

Yeah, the VIP life

Got a nigga counting

She know selling on us

People talking like he Nino

She don't wanna see no haters talking

Stevie wanna talk and find a Nino

She don't wanna waste time

Give you on a FaceTime

You don't like the baseline

And the foreign tryna erase mine

Heard about this dude

Wanna know if it's true

She just wanna feel approved

This is the life that you into

Leave that nigga alone

Leave that nigga at home

Don't you answer your phone

You with a real one

Leave that nigga alone

Leave that nigga at home

Don't you answer your phone

You with a real one

Let's drop the top on the floor

I take you supper for sure

50 hundreds for the floor

You need a real one

Got a pocket full of cash

You ain't even gotta ask

Now she getting this and that

She with a real one