Real Bitch

Real bitches back in

I came here to win, you hoes came here to pretend

I'ma show you rap hoes how to get y'all shit up, yeah

First thing first (Huh?)

I ain't gotta fuck a rap **** for a verse (Not at all)

And I'll never let a **** trick me for a purse

So all you unemployed hoes, come and get this work (Work)

You bitches sleazy, this shit way too easy

City love me, I'm puttin' on like Jeezy (I'm puttin' on)

I ain't asthmatic, but this spit game wheezy

Put these rap hoes on a plate just to feed me

I'm getting greedy, I'm big key (Yeah)

I'm not sweet, I check hoes (Check 'em)

Steady shittin' on these bitches, where the Pepto? (Where the Pepto?)

Yo' **** wanna taste, I give 'em wet nose (Huh, huh)

Taking bitches' ****, ho, you lucky if he make it home

I'm a real bitch, don't fold (Real bitch)

Fuck a ****, get paid, that's code (That's code)

I don't choose, bad bitches get chose

These hoes way too weak, I'm cold

I'm a real bitch, don't fold (Real bitch)

Fuck a ****, get paid, that's code (That's code)

I don't choose, bad bitches get chose

These hoes way too weak, I'm cold

I'm a real bitch with a real bag

Aye, word to Miami, bitch, I'm real bad

New ****, new money, that's a real brag

I ain't stuntin' no **** that I been had

I'm a real bitch, you a fake bitch, red flag

What you doin'? Nothin', shit, makin' hoes mad

Bitch, I just signed with QC and got a big bag

And finna show you why these ratchet bitches real gassed

Watch me take yo' **** like I take his dick

He want a dog ass bitch, until I show him some tricks

I'm a big dog, bitch, don't compare me to simps (Don't compare me, ho)

My two kids was born rich, why you work at a temp?

I'm a real bitch, don't fold (Real bitch)

Fuck a ****, get paid, that's code (That's code)

I don't choose, bad bitches get chose

These hoes way too weak, I'm cold

I'm a real bitch, don't fold (Real bitch)

Fuck a ****, get paid, that's code (That's code)

I don't choose, bad bitches get chose

These hoes way too weak, I'm cold

My neck and my wrist

He ain't gotta check, he ain't talkin' 'bout shit

Doggin' these **** every time that I spit

Say he want Lakeyah, I done came up on a lick

Ice out my neck and my wrist

He ain't gotta check, he ain't talkin' 'bout shit

Doggin' these **** every time that I spit

Say he want Lakeyah, I done came up on a lick, ****, run me that shit