[Verse 1: Rico Love]
I be dambed if I let you broke bitches to yap at me about balling
I entertain that shit for a minute or two, but I ain't feeling the shit that you talking
Now you ain't pay for these bottles
You ain't payed to get in
A bitch gon have problems
If I end up fucking your friend
Now this my VIP, and you a guest, ho
And I don't need that stress, ho
You got ass and breasts, ho
But that's a cheap ass dress though
Save that for them week niggas
Low self, cheat niggas
You better get your facts straight
I fucked you, I ain't sleep with you
And yeah I took you shopping
[?]
And I can't have no rappy ass bitches hanging with me
Cause these hoes be acting up, and these niggas be letting them
Cause these niggas be suckers, but me I don't [?]
[Chorus: Rico Love]
Them be the main bitches
The ones who ain't got shit
They the main ones talking that shit
Nobody got time for that, bitch
Them be the main bitches
The ones who flexin all hard
Bitch you ain't got no crib, bitch you ain't got no car
Them be the main bitches
[Verse 2: Plies]
Read my lips, ho
You ain't got a pot to piss in, [?]
Always talking bout the next bitch
The next bitch
You ain't got no more than the next bitch
Hold your weev like a fuckin [?]
Can tell you did your own shit
And always talking bout red bottoms, bitch you fucked for them red bottoms
And keep sleeping on that floor matress, and bitch you gon have back problems
And keep giving all that head away, and bitch you gon have neck problems
Don't fuck that nigga that had a couple dollars, cause you could never get shit from him
Y'all hoes got a lotta nerve talking slick
Slick, expencive with the bitch talking slick
Ain't got shit
[Chorus: Rico Love]
Them be the main bitches
The ones who ain't got shit
They the main ones talking that shit
Nobody got time for that, bitch
Them be the main bitches
The ones who flexin all hard
Bitch you ain't got no crib, bitch you ain't got no car
Them be the main bitches
[Verse 3: Rico Love]
Your baby daddy ain't shit, his baby mama ain't either
Both of y'all like to smoke, but can't put in on the reefer
On Instagram, you be flexin bout you a bad bitch, and you's a keeper
Talking all that fly shit, but you lying to all these people
Stop taking pictures, ho
Stop taking pictures, ho
Bitch where your kids at? They never with you, ho
All in the club dead broke, where that's gon get ya
Won't get you wifed up, won't make you richer
And when you look up in the sky, [?]
I wish I was with that guy, when I was a bitch, I should've been way more polite
Now you outside, and we inside
And you got nowhere to stay for the night
Nowhere to stay for the night
Now watch me play [?]
[Chorus: Rico Love]
Them be the main bitches
The ones who ain't got shit
They the main ones talking that shit
Nobody got time for that, bitch
Them be the main bitches
The ones who flexin all hard
Bitch you ain't got no crib, bitch you ain't got no car
Them be the main bitches
