thots

Uh, uh, bbno$
Oh, oh, oh-oh, ooh

R-R-Real shit, fuck a deal shit
Bank went empty, yeah like
Real place, she's lookin' real thicc
I need a real trick
Real shit, you need a real grip
I need that real shit
Real shit, I'm on some real shit
I'm on some real shit
Thots
Man these girls are all up on my mind
I need some racks (Racks)
Ten toes on the ground at all times, I do not relax ('lax)
People from my uni 'boutta know I make them tracks
It's been like six months now I need six
More around my back (Skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr)

Small wrist, big Nerf, I got shit to do (Pew)
With your bitch and a friend,
I got plenty room (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
Volunteered chap, baby heart is open boo (Hello)
Studied shit and I'm smart, what would you assume? (Wha-wha-what?)
She gave me top, I tell her stop,
And I don't want another (Skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr)
Think about the paper spent, I'm sorry that I'm slacking rent
I put my city on my back, I'm tryna stack some racks (Yeah)
I do not slack, I do not slack, I have no need to cop a chain

Say you got 'em racks so come and spend that shit on me (Ayy)
Louis V, the bag and now I gold up on my teeth (Teeth)
Was lookin' to the man and they found out it was a she (Oh, oh)
Your girls so cold I light a fire then I freeze

R-R-Real shit, fuck a deal shit
Bank went empty, yeah like
Real place, she's lookin' real thicc
I need a real trick
Real shit, you need a real grip
I need that real shit
Real shit, I'm on some real shit
I'm on some real shit
Thots
Man these girls are all up on my mind
I need some racks (Racks)
Ten toes on the ground at all times, I do not relax ('lax)
People from my uni 'bout to know I
Make them tracks (Make 'em tracks, yeah)
It's been like six months now I need six more around my back

Say you got 'em racks so come and spend that shit on me (Ayy)
Gucci on my bag that f'ing gold up on my teeth (Teeth)
Was lookin' to the man and they found out it was a she (She)
Mia G so cool, walk in the room and feel the breeze

Ayy, ayy
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh
Yeah, oh, uh, oh,
Yeah, whoa, oh, oh, yeah, whoa

Thr-thr-throw me out, take me down
Mama's home so don't be loud
Come on baby, stand back up
And sweep me off the fucking ground
You be saying way too much
Like bitches only fuck for lust
So how the fuck you feel when I'm on top of you
You fucking scrub

R-R-Real shit, fuck a deal shit
Bank went empty, yeah like
Real place, she's lookin' real thicc
I need a real trick
Real shit, you need a real grip
I need that real shit
Real shit, I'm on some real shit
I'm on some real shit
Thots
Man these girls are all up on my mind
I need some racks (Racks)
Ten toes on the ground at all times, I do not relax ('lax)
People from my uni 'bout to know I
Make them tracks (Make 'em tracks, yeah)
It's been like six months now I need six more around my back