​thots lyrics

[Intro: Mia Gladstone]
Uh, uh, bbno$
Oh, oh, oh-oh, ooh

[Chorus: bbno$]
Real sh*t, f*ck a deal sh*t
Bank went empty yeah like
Real place, she's lookin' real thick
I need a real trick
Real sh*t, you need a real grip
I need the real sh*t
Real sh*t, I'm on some real sh*t
I'm on some real sh*t
Thots
Man these girls are all up on my mind, I need some racks (Racks)
Ten toes on the ground at all times, I do not relax ('lax)
People from my uni 'bout to know I make them tracks
It's been like six months now, I need six more around my back

[Verse 1: bbno$]
Small wrist, big nerf, I got sh*t to do
With your b*tch and her friend, I got plenty room
Volunteered chap, baby heart is open boo
Steady sh*t and I'm smart, what would you assume
She give me top
I tell her stop, and I don't want another
Think about the paper spent
I'm sorry that I'm slackin' rent
I put my city on my back
I'm tryna stack some racks
I do not slack, I do not slack
I have no need to compensate
[Interlude: Mia Gladstone]
Say you got 'em racks so come and spend that sh*t on me
Louie V the bag and I got gold up on my teeth
Was lookin' to the man and they found out it was a she
You girls so cold I light a fire then I freeze

[Chorus: bbno$ & Mia Gladstone]
Real sh*t, f*ck a deal sh*t
Bank went empty yeah like
Real place, she's lookin' real thick
I need a real trick
Real sh*t, you need a real grip
I need the real sh*t
Real sh*t, I'm on some real sh*t
I'm on some real sh*t
Thots
Man these girls are all up on my mind, I need some racks (Need some racks)
Ten toes on the ground at all times, I do not relax ('lax)
People from my uni 'bout to know I make them tracks (Make them tracks, yeah)
It's been like six months now, I need six more around my back

[Interlude: Mia Gladstone]
Say you got 'em bands so come and spent that sh*t on me (Ayy)
Gucci on my bag, that f'in gold up on my teeth (Teeth)
Was lookin' to the man and they found out it was a she (She)
Mia G so cool, walk in the room and feel the breeze
[Verse 2: Mia Gladstone]
Throw me out, take me down
Momma's home so don't be loud
Come on baby, stand back up
And sweep me off the f*ckin' ground
Cause you be sayin' way too much
Like b*tches only f*ck for lust
So how the f*ck you feel when I'm on top and you're a f*ckin' scrub

[Chorus: bbno$]
Real sh*t, f*ck a deal sh*t
Bank went empty yeah like
Real place, she's lookin' real thick
I need a real trick
Real sh*t, you need a real grip
I need the real sh*t
Real sh*t, I'm on some real sh*t
I'm on some real sh*t
Thots
Man these girls are all up on my mind, I need some racks
Ten toes on the ground at all times, I do not relax
People from my uni 'bout to know I make them tracks
It's been like six months now, I need six more around my back