Real b*tch lyrics

[Intro: Lakeyah]
Real b*tches back in
I came here to win, you hoes came here to pretend
I'ma show you rap hoes how to get y'all sh*t up, yeah

[Verse 1: Lakeyah]
First thing first (Huh?)
I ain't gotta f*ck a rap n*gga for a verse (Not at all)
And I'll never let a n*gga trick me for a purse
So all you unemployed hoes, come and get this work (Work)
You b*tches sleazy, this sh*t 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 (Hah-hah)
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 hoеs (Check 'em)
Steady sh*ttin' on thеse b*tches, where the Pepto? (Where the Pepto?)
Yo' n*gga wanna taste, I give 'em wet nose (Huh, Huh)
Taking b*tches' n*ggas, ho, you lucky if he make it home

[Chorus: Lakeyah]
I'm a, real b*tch (Real b*tch), don't fold
f*ck a n*gga, get paid, that's code (That's code)
I don't choose, bad b*tches get chose
These hoes way too weak, I'm cold (I'm cold)
I'm a, real b*tch (Real b*tch), don't fold
f*ck a n*gga, get paid, that's code (That's code)
I don't choose, bad b*tches get chose
These hoes way too weak, I'm cold
[Verse 2: Lakeyah]
I'm a, real b*tch with a real bag
Ayy, word to Miami, b*tch, I'm real bad
New n*gga, new money, that's a real brag
I ain't stuntin' no n*gga that I been had

[Verse 3: Gloss Up]
I'm a real b*tch
You a fake b*tch, red flag
(What you doin'?) Nothin', sh*t
Makin' hoes mad
b*tch, I just signed with QC and got a big bag
And finna show you why these ratchet b*tches real gassed
Watch me take yo' n*gga, like I take his di*k
He want a dog ass b*tch, until I show him some tricks
I'm a big dog, b*tch
Don't compare me to simps (Don't compare me, ho)
My two kids was born rich, why you work at a temp?

[Chorus: Lakeyah]
I'm a, real b*tch (Real b*tch), don't fold
f*ck a n*gga, get paid, that's code (That's code)
I don't choose, bad b*tches get chose
These hoes way too weak, I'm cold
I'm a, real b*tch (Real b*tch), don't fold
f*ck a n*gga, get paid, that's code (That's code)
I don't choose, bad b*tches get chose
These hoes way too weak, I'm cold
[Outro]
My neck, and my wrist
He ain't gotta check, he ain't talkin' bout sh*t
Doggin' these n*ggas 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 sh*t
Doggin' these n*ggas every time that I spit
Say he want Lakeyah, I done came up on a lick
n*gga, run me that sh*t