West Coast Makonnen - Real Hoes Lyrics

Ay
Get that Insta out of my face
And get a real taste what's going on in your brain, Makonnen

I don't f*** with just any bitch
I got hard boundaries to cross, hoe

I f*** with them real hoes, not them fake hoes
Put the gram down for a sec, see how that goes
I know you, bitch, you done blew my dick a month ago
Your ass just after the likes and you think you're real though
Ay, oh I know your ass after my dough
Little thottie that thoughty she could fool me, hell no

Swipe right for a surprise
There ain't no compromise
It's either - you take photos for her feed
Or neither - nothing else, your ass gotta leave, ay

This bitch so fake you can see it from her soul
Like fake shoes, look at the souls and you know
Broke bitch but out there posting pics on boats
Hop off my dick and get back to the pole, bitch

F*** with them real hoes, not them fake hoes
Put the gram down for a sec, see how that goes
I know you, bitch, you done blew my dick a month ago
Your ass just after the likes and you think you're real though, ay
Oh, I know your ass after my dough
Little thottie that thoughty she could fool me, hell no
Oh hell no, ay, she a f***in' troll
Teach that thottie lesson
Ay, go to hell hoe

Oh shit
All that shit's poisonous
Social media, I hope you all know that
Cause it's the utopia for all these fake hoes out there
Seeking attention
I'm not good at captions
My main bitch
Omg you're so hot bitch
Ok, I really don't mind the comments

I f*** with them real hoes, not them fake hoes
Put the gram down for a sec, see how that goes
I know you, bitch, you done blew my dick a month ago
Your ass just after the likes and you think you're real though, ay
Oh, I know your ass after my dough
Little thottie that thoughty she could fool me, hell no
Oh hell no, ay, she a f***in' troll
Teach that thottie lesson
Ay, go to hell hoe