Roddy Ricch, Young Thug - Realer lyrics
Roddy Ricch [Rodrick Wayne Moore Jr.] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
Young Thug [Jeffery Lamar Williams] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Roddy Ricch, Young Thug - Realer lyrics]
Yeah, yeah take your time, take your time
Take your time yeah
We got London on da Track
Somebody point me to the realer
'Cause all these niggas acting fake to me
Yeah and all I know is
Watch your dawg till your dawg out, yeah
Jumped out the Porsche
seen a smile on my dawg face
Yeah my wifey let it out, yeah, with foreplay
(Foreplay)
I'm looking for love all day (All day)
Yeah, yeah
Taking your time, taking your time
Take your time, your time, your time
Take your advice everytime
I wanna keep her high and
I'm high as this angel dust
These niggas they tripping they
Told me was kush
I'm high as this angel dust
These niggas they tripping they told
Me it was kush yea
I keep the Rolls Royce parked outside
And it's tall as the bush, yeah
I keep me some Hondas in my bag
I stack 'em, they tall as the bush
I get the bands for the low
Slime fucked 'round and took it
Yeah, this shit run in my blood
I need a few brooms
I done fucked up the club
Yeah, this shit run in my blood
I need a few brooms
I done fucked up the club
This money'll come out, a dub
Put ace in her pussy, i fuck on the bubbly
Yeah, I smoke and I pour up this bubbly
I fuck, and forget a few racks
Cause i'm not with the cuddling
I'm falling in love, fast
That's some of my momma shit
We got London on da Track
Somebody point me to the realer
'Cause all these niggas acting fake to me
Yeah and all I know is watch your
Dawg till your dawg out, yeah
Jumped out the Porsche
Seen a smile on my dawg face
Yeah my wifey let it out, yeah, with foreplay
(Foreplay)
I'm looking for love all day (All day)
Yeah, yeah
Hoppin' out the Birkin bag
I hopped inside the Maybach
All these fabrics is new to her
My main bitch got a Gucci purse
I was back at the trap tryna
Take the cap on a nigga
Now I'm shootin' first
I'm ride in the Bent'
'cause my shooter pay the rent
I can't keep track of all the
Money that I done spent
All these hoes want a nigga 'cause I'm
Nigga, tryna stack my racks up so
My jewelry like the sink
Now a nigga got that bag like
I'm bussing out the brinks
Somebody point me to the realer
'Cause all these niggas acting fake to me
Yeah and all I know is watch your
Dawg till your dawg out, yeah
Jumped out the Porsche
Seen a smile on my dawg face
Yeah my wifey let it out, yeah, with foreplay
(Foreplay)
I'm looking for love all day (All day)
Yeah, yeah
We got London on da Track
Taking your time, taking your time
Take your time, your time, your time (yeah)
Take your advice everytime yeah, yeah
Take your time yeah
We got London on da Track
Somebody point me to the realer
'Cause all these niggas acting fake to me
Yeah and all I know is
Watch your dawg till your dawg out, yeah
Jumped out the Porsche
seen a smile on my dawg face
Yeah my wifey let it out, yeah, with foreplay
(Foreplay)
I'm looking for love all day (All day)
Yeah, yeah
Taking your time, taking your time
Take your time, your time, your time
Take your advice everytime
I wanna keep her high and
I'm high as this angel dust
These niggas they tripping they
Told me was kush
I'm high as this angel dust
These niggas they tripping they told
Me it was kush yea
I keep the Rolls Royce parked outside
And it's tall as the bush, yeah
I keep me some Hondas in my bag
I stack 'em, they tall as the bush
I get the bands for the low
Slime fucked 'round and took it
Yeah, this shit run in my blood
I need a few brooms
I done fucked up the club
Yeah, this shit run in my blood
I need a few brooms
I done fucked up the club
This money'll come out, a dub
Put ace in her pussy, i fuck on the bubbly
Yeah, I smoke and I pour up this bubbly
I fuck, and forget a few racks
Cause i'm not with the cuddling
I'm falling in love, fast
That's some of my momma shit
We got London on da Track
Somebody point me to the realer
'Cause all these niggas acting fake to me
Yeah and all I know is watch your
Dawg till your dawg out, yeah
Jumped out the Porsche
Seen a smile on my dawg face
Yeah my wifey let it out, yeah, with foreplay
(Foreplay)
I'm looking for love all day (All day)
Yeah, yeah
Hoppin' out the Birkin bag
I hopped inside the Maybach
All these fabrics is new to her
My main bitch got a Gucci purse
I was back at the trap tryna
Take the cap on a nigga
Now I'm shootin' first
I'm ride in the Bent'
'cause my shooter pay the rent
I can't keep track of all the
Money that I done spent
All these hoes want a nigga 'cause I'm
Nigga, tryna stack my racks up so
My jewelry like the sink
Now a nigga got that bag like
I'm bussing out the brinks
Somebody point me to the realer
'Cause all these niggas acting fake to me
Yeah and all I know is watch your
Dawg till your dawg out, yeah
Jumped out the Porsche
Seen a smile on my dawg face
Yeah my wifey let it out, yeah, with foreplay
(Foreplay)
I'm looking for love all day (All day)
Yeah, yeah
We got London on da Track
Taking your time, taking your time
Take your time, your time, your time (yeah)
Take your advice everytime yeah, yeah