This is a song about "Nigga aint real"

She might be goin' home with me tonight

Real nigga with a nose ring, that's right

You bars aint real dawg,they feel so plastic

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

And i aint gotta worry bout that nigga tryna harm me

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

And i aint plan this nigga i aint plan shit nigga

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

If real shit is dead then nigga i'm a bastard

Swear to god that ill stay here/ cause these other hoes just aint real

Everything you dojust wanna let you know, how we feel

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

That nigga will cross you real quick and start acting brand new