"Thots" lyrics
(Uh, uh bbno$
Oh, oh, oh-oh, ooh)
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 the 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
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 her 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?
She gave me top, I tell her stop and I don't want another
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
I do not slack, I do not slack, I have no need to cop a chain
Say you got some 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
Your girl so cold, I light a fire then I freeze
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 the 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 (Need some racks)
Ten toes on the ground at all times, I do not relax (No, no)
People from my uni 'bout to know I make them tracks (Make them tracks, yeah
It's been like six months, now I need six more around my back
Say you got some 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 cold, walk in the room and feel the breeze
Ayy, ayy
Oh, oh, whoa, oh
Oh, oh, whoa, oh, yeah, uh
Oh, oh, yeah, whoa, oh, oh
Yeah, whoa
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
Cause you be saying way too much
Like bitches only fuck to lust
So how the fuck you feel when I'm on top
And you're a fucking scrub
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 the 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 (Need some racks)
Ten toes on the ground at all times, I do not relax (Not relax)
People from my uni 'bout to know I make them tracks (Make them tracks)
It's been like six months, now I need six more around my back (Skrr)
Oh, oh, oh-oh, ooh)
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 the 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
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 her 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?
She gave me top, I tell her stop and I don't want another
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
I do not slack, I do not slack, I have no need to cop a chain
Say you got some 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
Your girl so cold, I light a fire then I freeze
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 the 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 (Need some racks)
Ten toes on the ground at all times, I do not relax (No, no)
People from my uni 'bout to know I make them tracks (Make them tracks, yeah
It's been like six months, now I need six more around my back
Say you got some 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 cold, walk in the room and feel the breeze
Ayy, ayy
Oh, oh, whoa, oh
Oh, oh, whoa, oh, yeah, uh
Oh, oh, yeah, whoa, oh, oh
Yeah, whoa
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
Cause you be saying way too much
Like bitches only fuck to lust
So how the fuck you feel when I'm on top
And you're a fucking scrub
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 the 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 (Need some racks)
Ten toes on the ground at all times, I do not relax (Not relax)
People from my uni 'bout to know I make them tracks (Make them tracks)
It's been like six months, now I need six more around my back (Skrr)
Thanks to rumena for adding these lyrics.
