How To Be a Real Bitch

Lyrics

[Intro] (BandGang) (Major League) BandGang (Shred made this beat) [Verse] I shouldn't have to tell you how to be a real bitch You want bags and you don't cook and clean? That don't make sense How you want a nigga to yourself and barely suck dick? It's hoes out here eatin' balls, I need mine licked BBL geeked her head up, she a dime a dozen Yeah, you a bad bitch, but ain't one of mine that wasn't You don't work, go to school, hit the road or nothin' You lucky you made an OnlyFans, I done had you stuffin' These hoes disgusting Don't watch they kids and got the nerve to be out here fuckin' They want teddy bears and roses, must be a concussion Already fucked half the city, you know I ain't cuffin' Pussy look like roast beef and you a meat eater? These hoes must work at Red Lobster, smell like rotten meat Why you keep askin' 'bout my daughter? Y'all ain't 'bout to meet I treat hoes like White 1's, they don't last a week I think I speak for every nigga with a good bitch I send you to school, to the mall, and take you on trips These hoes don't want a real nigga, they just want tricks So I just fuck a couple times and treat 'em like shit One real woman worth a hundred bad bitches Most of 'em addicted to attention, on the 'Gram strippin' They call you insecure and sassy if you want different But they expect the rank from niggas, it's a damn sickness She got you pussy as a gift, she don't deserve nothin' That ain't special, bitch, you ain't the only one fuckin' If you broke, you should've said somethin' But that lil' focus on the road, I gave you twelve hundred If I put my all into a bitch, find me a hospital They be goin', I wouldn't give a ho a real nickel If you could make her giggle, you could make her ass jiggle Yeah, that bitch be in her bag, but it's real little