Instafamous (feat. Sha Sha Jones)

This that true shit

This that true shit, baby

This may not be your favorite song, yeah (Nice)

If I was to shower you with compliments

If I was to say that you were Heaven-sent

Would it turn your confidence to cockiness?

Would you let it get to your head?

I see you with all them likes

But what you finna do with that?

My **** saw you in person

He said you ain't even look like that

I see you with all them heels

And all them Birkin bags

You stay orderin' room service

But you don't be payin' for that

What happened to the real women, real women?

What happened to the real women, real women?

They all tryna be bad bitches, bad bitches

I'm speakin' to my real women

Where my real women?

Yeah, you Instafamous, you Instafamous

They know what your name is but what about your babies?

What about a career? What about an education?

You ain't even got a job but you stay on them vacations, huh?

I ain't tryna judge you

I ain't tryna put you on trial

I'm just statin' facts

And some shit shouldn't be allowed

But I blame the ****

Yeah, I blame the ****

For gettin' these hoes excited

When they be postin' pictures

I see you with all them likes

But what you finna do with that?

My **** saw you in person

He said you ain't even look like that

I see you takin' all them trips

I see you only fly first class

But that shit costs a lot so

Explain how you pay for that

What happened to the real women, real women?

What happened to the real women, real women?

(Tell me what, oh)

They all tryna be bad bitches, bad bitches

(Tryna be bad)

I'm speakin' to my real women

(They don't know)

Where my real women?

Yeah, you Instafamous, you Instafamous (Ay)

They know what your name is but what about your babies?

What about a career? What about an education?

You ain't even got a job but you stay on them vacations, huh?

Why hate on me?

I'm everybody's woman crush

Don't hate on me

(Girl, ain't nobody hatin' on you)

Boy, don't hate on me (I'm not)

'Cause I got all these followers

(You got the wrong idea)

Don't hate on me

(Can't somebody tell me, oh?)

What happened to the real women, real women?

What happened to the real women, real women?

They all tryna be bad bitches, bad bitches

(Ay) (They tryna be bad but they don't know)

I'm speakin' to my real women

(**** ain't lookin' for that)

Where my real women?

Yeah, you Instafamous, you Instafamous

They know what your name is but what about your babies?

What about a career? What about an education?

You ain't even got a job but you stay on them vacations, huh?

This that true shit

This that true shit, baby

This may not be your favorite song