lil pete - realest bitch lyrics
[intro]
ayy
ayy, ayy
(vinny, my name’s vinny)
(vinny?)
(vinny bag o’ donuts)
(how are ya?)
mm+mm
ayy
[chorus: lil pete]
this might have been the realest b+tch i ever met
she clean, like some lean, we don’t need no stretch
this might have been the realest b+tch i ever met
she came through with them bands, i ain’t even ask her
this might have been the realest b+tch i ever met
big b’s, prada steppin’, you know how we flexin’
this might have been the realest b+tch i ever met
boss up, it’s a toss up, and she is the catch
[post+chorus]
might have been the realest b+tch i ever met
this might have been the realest b+tch i ever met
might have been the realest b+tch i ever met
might have been the realest b+tch i ever met
[verse 1: lil pete]
ayy
solid, yet that ain’t how she come, you could take her back
swear she be living life on the edge when you getting racks
palm springs, i’m just tryna live without watching my back
pray for me, still in the streets, baby, think i’m trapped
and, baby, we gon’ shine like the sun now
you could see the hate on they face when you bust down
why i gotta live every day with my gun out?
n+ggas always beefin’ over hoes, take the fun out
of this pimpin’ sh+t
like honey, honey want some blues, guess we crippin’ it
tired of this fake sh+t, like it’s michelin
i want them draymond greens out in michigan
[chorus: lil pete]
this might have been the realest b+tch i ever met
she clean, like some lean, we don’t need no stretch
this might have been the realest b+tch i ever met
she came through with them bands, i ain’t even ask her
this might have been the realest b+tch i ever met
big b’s, prada steppin’, you know how we flexin’
this might have been the realest b+tch i ever met
boss up, it’s a toss up, and she is the catch
[verse 2: vae vanilla]
when we met, sat them other n+ggas on the bench
he was so down, couldn’t let a clown intercept (couldn’t let it)
wrist on drown, off the chain, white diamond set
i was rocking cartier frames to match my baguettes
from that day, told him he was all me
from the bay, not the a, and he keep it so p
road trips to la, h+lla flights to the d
b+tch, can’t be in his face, less she coming with a fee (coming with a check)
off top, upstairs going hard, and i won’t stop
he know that it’s his, when he leave, it’s back on lock
leave my exes on seen, you leave your’s blocked
need a real one to hold you down, ’cause these hoes not (at all)
[chorus: lil pete]
this might have been the realest b+tch i ever met
she clean, like some lean, we don’t need no stretch
this might have been the realest b+tch i ever met
she came through with them bands, i ain’t even ask her
this might have been the realest b+tch i ever met
big b’s, prada steppin’, you know how we flexin’
this might have been the realest b+tch i ever met
boss up, it’s a toss up, and she is the catch
[outro]
my name’s vinny
vinny?
vinny bag o’ donuts
how are ya?
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