LilSleepy202 - Real Bitch Lyrics

Ok they f*ckin wit a real bitch
Dollar dollar bill Bitch
I ain't got no kill switch
I'm all up in ur grill bitch
Yep
You gon feel this
Im poppin like a pill bitch
U won't chase a meal bitch
That's too much to deal with
I'm fighting all my demons
Dont wanna see me breathin
Hoodlum
Heathen
Get money every season
I don't sit on bleachers
Turnup on these leaches
Preacher
Teacher
I won cuz I beat ya
Bitches wanna fight
Well lets fight
I ain't bout da hype
We gon beat her ass on sight
Byllz
Ain't dat right?
I'm been doin bad
Real bad
Now I'm comin up
Niggaz talkin bad
Oh yeah
Bitch I'm runnin up
40 on my hip
Buss down on my wrist
U can't catch my drip
I'm da bomb da tic
Money In my hand
Catch me if u can
Nigga I'm so fly so hi
Call me Peter Pan
Always In my vans
Posted in my stance
I'm a 80s baby goofy I don't F*ckin dance
I be on my dolo
Tommy bitch no polo
Got boot by da boat load
Sale it by da Ochoa
Niggaz claim they street but ain't Hopped up off the porch
Nigga say it's fire
But Lil bitch I got that torch
I see niggaz watching
Niggaz watching like a quartz
Nigga I be in the field
On the ice
And the court
Yeah yeah
I been feindin for a Xan hard
But I can't cuz I'm a damn mom
In my Martin Luther Vandross
I'm with the shits I'm in the can Bob
Wholetime get ur mans bob
Don't bring dat f*ck nigga Round me no more
My nigga this drip ain't Repeatedable
I just caught a body a week ago
Back on my shit
Gat in my fist
Stack on my bitch
World at my grip
Gas in my spliff
Fasten my zip
Cap on my click
Y'all don't like this
Stacking my chips
Holding my stick
Tighten my grip
Oh yeah
Y'all gon hype this
Oh yeah
Don't follow my chick
Oh yeah