Real n*gga lyrics

[Intro]
(This is a certified hood n*gga trap) Ay

[Verse 1]
I'm a real n*gga (Baow)
I pull up with triggas
Shoot you out the frame (Yeah)
Yeah, I feel like Johnny Dame (Bang)
'Cause I got a really really super duper big chain (Dangling)
It's so heavy that my body's in pain (Real n*gga music) (Ow)
I'm a real n*gga
And I got the figure
Go figure, n*gga
I'm a f*ckin' winner (Bah bah pow)
I'm a real n*gga
n*gga, n*gga (Hello?)
(n*gga) I'm a real goddamn figure (Father)

[Interlude]
I'm a whole father figure
The beat go off?
Yes

[Verse 2]
Ay, I'm a real n*gga (n*gga)
I got a passport (Bah)
I wanna go to Japan (Baow)
I wanna make my ass hurt
But when I get there
I’ma have to ask her
Do y'all got video games? (Video games)
Do y'all got fast food? (Do y'all)
Do y'all know me?
I'm a real n*gga, but I'm lonely (Help)
I need somebody to hug me (Hug)
I need somebody to touch me (Touch me)
Can we hang out? (I plead for your affection)
In your country
Mmm, if I'm lucky
I'm a real n*gga, but I got the guns busting (Bing bing)
Shootin' at your head 'til your head pop, cousin