Video Realer de Young Thug 2025 Cristiana Lyrics

Young Thug - Realer Lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah
Take your time, take your time, take your time
Yeah
We got London on da Track

[Chorus: Young Thug]
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

[Post-Chorus: Young Thug]
Taking your time, taking your time
Take your time, your time, your time
Take your advice everytime, I wanna get behind your spine

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
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 hundreds in my bag
I stack 'em, they tall as the bush
I get the bands for the low, my slime done 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
[Chorus: Young Thug]
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

[Verse 2: Roddy Ricch]
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

[Chorus: Young Thug]
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
[Outro: Young Thug]
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