Shout Out lyrics

Let me give a shout out to my real b*tches
Let me give a shout out to my real b*tches
Let me give a shout out to my real b*tches
Let me give a shout out to my real b*tches
Go and bust it open for a real n*gga
Go and bust it open for a real n*gga
Go and bust it open for a real n*gga
Go and bust it open for a real n*gga

Le me give a shout out my perfection b*tches
Sin city suz in all the b*tches
Let me give a shout out to Miami b*tches
Poppin' on bottles Instagram the b*tches
Let me give a shout out my Atlanta b*tches
Magic city strokers in my high expenses
Let me give a shout out to my Cali all
Ride down sunset phantom road
Let me give a shout out to my Dallas b*tches
Alabama baby there the b*tches
Let me give a shout out my Chicago b*tches
All the squirrels in the model b*tches

Let me give a shout out to my real b*tches
Let me give a shout out to my real b*tches
Let me give a shout out to my real b*tches
Let me give a shout out to my real b*tches
Go and bust it open for a real n*gga
Go and bust it open for a real n*gga
Go and bust it open for a real n*gga
Go and bust it open for a real n*gga
f*ck a money machine we weigh a duffel bag
Bought a condo just to keep my duffel stashed
She ain't f*cking we stick her in the yellow cab
Call my ugly yellow b*tch tats of her yellow ass
Got a b*tch I'mma hella bad p*ssed through they gon rad a tat
New Orleans n*gga I can't help with my savvy jazz
Bad b*tches only I ain't f*cking with your average ass
Unless you gonna bust it open then you bring back daddy cash
Shout out to my real b*tches I ain't f*cking with fake hoes
Fake persons , fake hair ,fake nails, fake clothes
YMCMB we get cheese watch me take a pose
I see some bad b*tches in your section and I'm taking holes

Let me give a shout out to my real b*tches
Let me give a shout out to my real b*tches
Let me give a shout out to my real b*tches
Let me give a shout out to my real b*tches
Go and bust it open for a real n*gga
Go and bust it open for a real n*gga
Go and bust it open for a real n*gga
Go and bust it open for a real n*gga

Big money talking never ends never fall
Bet 20 something I'm stunting on these dog hoes
Real b*tches army work in the garbage can
Hundred grand on me n*gga motherf*cker band
Got a bunch of money n*gga in the money bag
The money bag n*gga feel with the money bag
Got a rich b*tch just bought a lotus
GT vodka on the cigarette, rum and smoking
Big sh*t talker big deal offer
Bad b*tches on my line n*gga like a stalker
f*ck counting sheep Versace on the sheets
The Birdman n*gga 20 million on a beach
Let me give a shout out to my real b*tches
Let me give a shout out to my real b*tches
Let me give a shout out to my real b*tches
Let me give a shout out to my real b*tches
Go and bust it open for a real n*gga
Go and bust it open for a real n*gga
Go and bust it open for a real n*gga
Go and bust it open for a real n*gga