Madness lyrics

[Intro]
Everything is real on me
Y'all know what that means
Hahahaha
Remy Ma, madness
Let's go

[Chorus]
b*tches talking sh*t when I was gone
See they quiet now that Remy home
Talking tough but they fear me though
All these lil' b*tches ratchet
Me I really bust my ratchet ask around I really clap it
All these fat transfer implanted b*tches all they do is ass clapping
Could of took her little dirty snotty nose kids turned them into bast*rds (For real)
I could of turned her to cabbage
I could of put her in a casket yall prolly mad I'm still rapping
I know yall mad I'm still laughing
I'm the realist b*tch after reality TV I'm going to acting

[Verse 1]
Yall know how I give it up I never really gave a f*ck
On parole smoking blunts my piffs clean and a cup
See these hoes can't trust him
Hoe f*cked your cousin then you went and cuffed it
These n*ggas disgusting these b*tches disgusting
I don't want to discuss it
I violate these chicks cause these b*tches soft
I spit on the di*k then I lick it off
I'm the best of both worlds n*gga, I'm not the average girl, n*gga
Throwing shots but you not a killer
These b*tches death I don't hear em
[Chorus]
b*tches talking sh*t when I was gone
See they quiet now that Remy home
Talking tough but they fear me though
All these lil' b*tches ratchet
Me I really bust my ratchet ask around I really clap it
All these fat transfer implanted b*tches all they do is ass clapping
Could of took her little dirty snotty nose kids turned them into bast*rds (For real)
I could of turned her to cabbage
I could of put her in a casket yall prolly mad I'm still rapping
I know yall mad I'm still laughing
I'm the realist b*tch after reality TV I'm going to acting

[Verse 2]
I be ignoring hoes don't come for me if I ain't send for you
I'm a go so hard on these b*tches that
Motherf*ckers forget to remember you
b*tches can't say I try to be friends with you
But you gone make me put a end to you
Trust you don't want smoke with me
'Cause you gone go home where you supposed to be
You keep playing I'll smack a hoe
My sh*t be laying, a b*tch got bundles look how it swinging
They call me Rapunzel, Azealia Banks miss 212
Tell me what the f*ck you wanna do?
20K for a walk through all y'all b*tches run through wonder why n*ggas don't want you
Wack b*tch
[Chorus]
b*tches talking sh*t when I was gone
See they quiet now that Remy home
Talking tough but they fear me though
All these lil' b*tches ratchet
Me I really bust my ratchet ask around I really clap it
All these fat transfer implanted b*tches all they do is ass clapping
Could of took her little dirty snotty nose kids turned them into bast*rds (For real)
I could of turned her to cabbage
I could of put her in a casket yall prolly mad I'm still rapping
I know yall mad I'm still laughing
I'm the realist b*tch after reality TV I'm going to acting