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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Megan Thee Stallion
Megan Thee Stallion
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Julian Martrel Mason
Julian Martrel Mason
Songwriter
Megan Pete
Megan Pete
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
LilJuMadeDaBeat
LilJuMadeDaBeat
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Say, ****, I don't wanna talk
Meet me at the bank, show me what you really 'bout
**** ain't real when the shit really count
That's why I keep my lil' cat in they mouth
Say, bitch, I don't gotta cap
Everything I talk, yeah, I really did that
If you want beef, then my bitch gon' scratch
I'ma get the money, so I let her handle that, woo
[Verse 2]
Free JT, aye
Real bitches fuck with me, aye
I don't do shit for the free, man
Y'all **** gotta pay me, aye
Put some respect on my team, huh
I'm the 1501 queen, aye
Bitch, you better learn who run it
'Cause all this money gotta come through me, aye
[Chorus]
I keep it realer than real
Fuck all the critics, and fuck how they feel
I'm getting money, it is what it is
They wanna know how I did what I did
Don't worry 'bout why I do what I do, bitch
'Cause I ain't worried 'bout you, bitch
Nah, I don't wanna be cool, bitch
Still hangin' with the same crew, aye
[Verse 3]
Cut a **** off and my checks got bigger
Rich-bitch shit got a broke ho bitter
Outta any bitch, I'm the hardest in the litter
If you think she bad, put her in, let me get her
Y'all praisin' bitches that's doin' the minimum
They put that check in my hand, now I'm killin' 'em
Don't wanna link with these bitches, ain't feelin' 'em
I'd knock the shit out that bitch like a enema, ah
[Bridge]
Yeah, hmm
I know these bitches want the recipe for this hot shit
I told them bitches I ain't gon' let one hater stop shit
I ain't gon' let no hater stop shit
Hmm, Gucci down, these **** love the way I rock shit
I'm a real rap bitch, this ain't no pop shit
[Verse 4]
Aye, yeah
These hoes know who to play with
On the internet all with the gang shit
They love to talk hot shit with a lame bitch
But when they come around me, they don't say shit, aye
Your shit ain't pop 'cause it ain't hot
Keep talking trash, I'ma come take you out
Straight to the top, you cannot reach me
Ain't fucking these ****, I'm making them eat me
Got that big budget with no major deal
Don't wanna fly out to go eat a meal
I am not signin' for less than a mill'
If you don't like it, then fuck how you feel
Go to Dreams, fuck with kale, J-bone, what's the deal?
In the section with them bands
Bring them girls over here
[Chorus]
I keep it realer than real
Fuck all them critics, and fuck how they feel
I'm getting money, it is what it is
They wanna know how I did what I did
Don't worry 'bout why I do what I do, bitch
'Cause I ain't worried 'bout you, bitch
Nah, I don't wanna be cool, bitch
Still hangin' with the same crew, aye
Written by: Megan Thee Stallion
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