Main Bitches

[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