Omelly

Omelly - Real Nigga lyrics

rate me

ft. French Montana

What’s wrong with these niggas, huh?

You got me fucked up

Yo, you fucking with the wrong nigga

Get your man, dog

You fucking with the wrong nigga

Fuck around, get killed, nigga

Calm down, I get it cracking, blow nigga

Come and take this walk with me through these fully streets

When niggas can’t smoke knock out they sneaks

Balling with them 30s, clutching on that heat

Mass on at your door, ain’t no trick or treat

Only fuck with real niggas that’s gonna ride

I clap flour, pussy nigga, I make your momma cry

You too perked up, a bunch of hating niggas

Niggas pussies, I don’t hang with nigga, hang with niggas

Can’t bang, I can’t sing with niggas

Get my bag, I start banging niggas

I’m acting out, I’m in the booth now

We going hard, throwing shit for Snoop now

You see a target, better shoot, clown

They want me stacking macros, eating soups now

Core back to care, where my Zeus now

What’s wrong with these niggas, huh?

You got me fucked up

Yo, you fucking with the wrong nigga

Get your man, dog

You fucking with the wrong nigga

Fuck around, get killed, nigga

Calm down, I get it cracking, blow nigga

Fuck around and get killed, nigga

These pussy, I don’t hang with niggas

Free Pee, free Max, they tryna hang my niggas

Niggas broke, probably mixing up the coke with dirty spike

Run up on your Ghost with a dirty bike

Talk work, know we got it

Catch him slipping, no, we got him too late, makes you hotter

We done started from the ground, nigga

Drop dead, man, lift you with the ground, nigga

Hottest and they up, is you stupid, nigga?

Coke boys shut them up, they stop, nigga

Money never changed us, never changed, niggas

Same street, same beef, we the same niggas

Now from the train to the boat, from the boat to the plane

Slinging coke

Fuck is wrong with these niggas?

What’s wrong with these niggas, huh?

You got me fucked up

Yo, you fucking with the wrong nigga

Get your man, dog

You fucking with the wrong nigga

Fuck around, get killed, nigga

Calm down, I get it cracking, blow nigga

Fuck around and get killed, nigga

Lately I’m full of niggas get me fucked up

I got your money out here, tryna come up

They like do we ride? Check my resume, you got me fucked up

Been a wild nigga ever since a young buck

Making sales all day, I’m so hard, am I nuts?

It’s all pay, still I ain’t made enough

Rapping niggas wannabes acting up

Rock a bottle, shake them down, show ‘em who’s rapping now

All we know is on sight, we can get it cracking now

Never will you catch me slip, always keep my ratchet, clown

Hands on with the situation, never backing down

Never was a pussy nigga, never got smacked around

Last nigga tried on my life, he got popped around

Clap nigga, clown with me, I ain’t came to fuck around

What’s wrong with these niggas, huh?

You got me fucked up

Yo, you fucking with the wrong nigga

It’s your man, dog

You fucking with the wrong nigga

Fuck around, get killed, nigga

Calm down, I get it cracking, blow nigga

Fuck around and get killed, nigga

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