歌詞
Dis for the trill b**ches
F**k a ni**a money make me come
Boss u betta tell em
I needs a real b**ch 365
Let her count the cheese
Let her see the pies
Some may say in foolish but we have a ball
She make moves on my behalf when I had no bond
All the death threats cause I owe niggas
She told me get rest
Those are hoe niggas
That's a real b**ch she had to show niggas cause I
Was blind to the fact she was a hoe ni**a
I'm counting doe ni**a she'll double count
Somthin come up short she'll point it out
Niggas try to holla she will point it out
She will catch a flight she will run a route
We got grams in this b**ch girl come and get you some
Money make me come money money make me come
She a real b**ch so she gotta stunt she get
Her weaves done at least five times a month
She don't call em purses b**ch call em bags
I don't know the names I no they cost some
Stacks she deserves this she serves
Her purpose she saves her juice box till it looks perfect
Fk the ascamot f**k with a astranaut
I'm in the ghost streams nots in my ashy watch
I need a real b**ch
I need a real b**ch
A** like trina and the brain with the business
I needs a real b**ch
She get ya what ya need she get ya what ya want
She'll even roll ya w**d
I need a real b**ch 365 let her count
The cheese let her see the pies
Some may say in foolish but we have a ball
She make moves on my behalf when
I had no bond cop the big rich let
Her move in it condo around the corner with all the
Tools in it take her two minutes
She'll be there and back buss her when u c that pretty
Face u betta lay flat
