Real Bitch
Lyrics
Racks on yo ass
My mind
Don't be wasting my time
My mind
Wasting my time its too much on my mind
Too much on my mind
Ayee
The only way its gone work is if its real bitch
I got racks in my hand
Racks in my bag
Racks in the stash
(Don't make me put them) Racks on yo ass
The only way its gone work is if its real bitch
I got racks in my hand
Racks in the bag
Racks in my stash
(Don't make me put them) Racks on yo ass
Aye
You know these guns ain't for show, we really kill shit
I got hollows in the mag
Whole nother strap
Extras in the bag
(Don't make me put them) Extras on yo ass
Ahhuhn
Extras in the blunt
Too much to use at once
Too many hoes to fuck, not enough opps to shoot to use the drum
Too expensive, I just spent two hundred on my lunch
We ain't gone speak about my cup
Nigga, we ain't gone speak about no beef
We just gone show up on yo street
With bout thirty-one a piece
Bitch I'm from Exit 9, still wearing shit from overseas
Bitch I been on my grind, can't wait in line, that's not for me
Aye, I need a bitch to be my freak, be my peace, even tho I keep my piece
That's on me
You know imma chase the cheese & stack my green
Split half with my team
Might go half on the lean
Might pull up Jag or a Beam
I feel like Mick Jagger indeed
Ahhuhn
I just copped a pound of gas without no seeds nigga
You better have yo lights on riding up my street nigga
I can reach in this bag, pull out whatever I need nigga
Yea
All I hang with is killers, you can't get no pass round me (get no pass round me)
Baby do you really love a nigga or is it the bag on me (its the bag on)
The only way its gone work is if its real bitch
I got racks in my hand
Racks in my bag
Racks in the stash
(Don't make me put them) Racks on yo ass
Aye
The only way its gone work is if its real bitch
I got racks in my hand
Racks in the bag
Racks in the stash
(Don't make me put them) Racks on yo ass
Aye
You know these guns ain't for show, we really kill shit
I got hollows in the mag
Whole nother strap
Extras in the bag
(Don't make me put them) Extras on yo ass bitch
My grind
Don't be wasting my time
Don't be wasting my time its too much on my mind, yea
Racks on yo ass
My mind
Don't be wasting my time
My mind
Wasting my time its too much on my mind
Too much on my mind
Ayee
The only way its gone work is if its real bitch
I got racks in my hand
Racks in my bag
Racks in the stash
(Don't make me put them) Racks on yo ass
The only way its gone work is if its real bitch
I got racks in my hand
Racks in the bag
Racks in my stash
(Don't make me put them) Racks on yo ass
Aye
You know these guns ain't for show, we really kill shit
I got hollows in the mag
Whole nother strap
Extras in the bag
(Don't make me put them) Extras on yo ass
Ahhuhn
Extras in the blunt
Too much to use at once
Too many hoes to fuck, not enough opps to shoot to use the drum
Too expensive, I just spent two hundred on my lunch
We ain't gone speak about my cup
Nigga, we ain't gone speak about no beef
We just gone show up on yo street
With bout thirty-one a piece
Bitch I'm from Exit 9, still wearing shit from overseas
Bitch I been on my grind, can't wait in line, that's not for me
Aye, I need a bitch to be my freak, be my peace, even tho I keep my piece
That's on me
You know imma chase the cheese & stack my green
Split half with my team
Might go half on the lean
Might pull up Jag or a Beam
I feel like Mick Jagger indeed
Ahhuhn
I just copped a pound of gas without no seeds nigga
You better have yo lights on riding up my street nigga
I can reach in this bag, pull out whatever I need nigga
Yea
All I hang with is killers, you can't get no pass round me (get no pass round me)
Baby do you really love a nigga or is it the bag on me (its the bag on)
The only way its gone work is if its real bitch
I got racks in my hand
Racks in my bag
Racks in the stash
(Don't make me put them) Racks on yo ass
Aye
The only way its gone work is if its real bitch
I got racks in my hand
Racks in the bag
Racks in the stash
(Don't make me put them) Racks on yo ass
Aye
You know these guns ain't for show, we really kill shit
I got hollows in the mag
Whole nother strap
Extras in the bag
(Don't make me put them) Extras on yo ass bitch
My grind
Don't be wasting my time
Don't be wasting my time its too much on my mind, yea
Writer(s): Dontez Slaughter
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
The Meaning of Real Bitch
Be the first!
Post your thoughts on the meaning of "Real Bitch".