tt the artist - real bitch problems lyrics
[intro]
guess who on this track, boy
[chorus]
i got real b-tch problems, i got real b-tch problems
i got real b-tch problems, real b-tch problems
i got real b-tch problems, i got real b-tch problems
she got real quick problems
[verse 1]
i got real b-tch problems (quit calling my phone)
you turn a soft b-tch solid (ice cold)
leave a real b-tch for a thottie (you a ho)
think call a real b-tch when you tryna (bye, felicia, leave me alone)
real b-tch been down since college
before your guccis and your pradas (you was dead broke)
so kiss my -ss from top to bottom (why?)
i don’t need you or the mileage (be gone)
i blame your mother and your father (they ain’t raise you right)
life’s a real b-tch caller (goes around)
i got real b-tch problems
she got real quick problems
[chorus]
i got real b-tch problems, i got real b-tch problems
i got real b-tch problems, real b-tch problems
i got real b-tch problems, i got real b-tch problems
she got real quick problems
[verse 2]
i am real b-tch ready (stand by)
i get real b-tch petty (try it)
all my real b-tches with me (squad up)
on they real sh-t, heavy (one hunnid)
don’t try to creep up in my session (old creeping -ss)
texting if i got your texts (read receipts)
i got every single message
don’t throw shade if you can’t catch it
i blame your homies, yeah your n-gg-s (f-ck boys)
you blame the drugs and the liquor (lying -ss)
you send a real b-tch on a mission (gone)
you put a real b-tch in her feelings
[chorus]
i got real b-tch problems, i got real b-tch problems
i got real b-tch problems, real b-tch problems
i got real b-tch problems, i got real b-tch problems
she got real quick problems
[outro]
all my real b-tches with me
all my real n-gg-s with me
i got real b-tch problems
she got real quick problems
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