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yg - im a real 1 lyrics

mustard
i swear to god i’m tired of these fake -ss n-gg-s
[verse 1:]
smash off in the porsche like skurrr!
my n-gg- smoke kush no purp
if that p-ss got a bush i’m like nope
hairy p-ssy b-tch you the type that got herpes
i’m a 6 figure n-gg- you countin’ no digits
f-ck a b-tch and bust a nut in 4 minutes
cause i ain’t got time for p-ssy
why you wish she on type and all kinds of p-ssy
you the type that hang with n-gg-s you don’t like
for the fame that’s a shame you’re like styleless all hype
i used to drive that all white bimmer
i had that the porsche it was cleaner
now i’m ’bout to throw 4’s on that b-tch
i’m in the party stumping checking 4’s on that b-tch
and if one fight then we all fight
boom bap bing n-gg- on sight

[hook:]
n-gg- i’m a real 1
you do whatever for the fame
you make me wanna click clack bang!
n-gg- i’m a real 1
i can’t stand you n-gg-s
i be wanting to backhand you n-gg-s
n-gg- i’m a real 1
yeah, all my n-gg-s bangers
watch how i twist my fingers
n-gg- i’m a real 1
if one fight then we all fight
pop a pill f-ck all night

[verse 2:]
rollie on the wrist, louie on the belt
i’m ’bout call the irs on myself
amg benzes, porsches on 4’s
me and mustard pull up, this a car show
n-gg-s getting mad but we just getting money
i can be your boothang not your hubby
all the b-tches love me, all the b-tches love me
if i had a hundred d-cks i’d have all the b-tches f-ck me
new house, new whip, new year, new gold
same n-gg-, same sh-t, same clique, same boss
n-gg- i’m a real one
if i ain’t got it then i’m steal one
n-gg-, i never feel one
i eat the p-ssy on the first date
then brush my teeth with colgate
i rather spend money before i spend time
ask drake he ain’t tell you no lie

sh-t n-gg- i’m a real one
you ain’t a real till you kill one
well click clack bow i’m a real one
n-gg-
can’t no n-gg- tell me nothing ’bout me [x3]
nah n-gg-, not me

- yg lyrics

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