100 Hoes by RTB MB Lyrics
[Intro]
I'm in the section with a—
Alright, yeah, RTB, nigga
(Nick, this one crazy)
I'm in the section with a— ah
RTB, nigga, gang
[Verse]
I'm in the section with a hundred hoes, my niggas on the road
Yeah, on the intersection with a hundred 'bows
Double-R, bitches fell in love when I spun the Rolls
She mad 'cause I got a new bitch with a ton of goals
Nigga, you ain't have a hundred bands worth of cards in your backseat
You ain't havin' hoes run into you like a track meet
You ain't havin' bitches post your picture, sayin', "That's me"
You ain't got three hoes suckin' dick, nigga, tax-free
Nigga, it's MB, bitch, I'm one of one
Post Lil Ace on my Snapchat, now she want a son
Bitch, don't ask me what I want for Christmas, 'cause I want a drum
Treat an opp like a college dropout, he was one and done
She like, "MB, why you want so many hoes?" Bitch, I want some fun
For a band, we'll have 'em sticked up like we want a drum
Get your bitch up out my face, girl, I want some space
Unless you tryna give me face 'cause we in the Wraith
Bitch, I ain't tryna drink, but I want some drank
She peeped that that pack stank, now she want some dank
My brodie tryna fight his case, sleepin' with a shank
We sendin' shots in they paint, now they wanna tank
Two hundred bands up out the bank, now she 'bout to faint
He lame, he tryna sell some crank, but he really can't
I hit the club, it's me and Frank, bitches gettin' yanked
It's OVO, I see your future when I ride with Drac'
Could give a fuck about your Cash App and PayPal
These bitches do you dirty just like Alex off of 8 Mile
She made me bust, I bust up on her face, she got a great smile
I took her to the club, she consider it a date now
The owner walked me in with my strap, ain't gotta wait now
Who the fuck you think you talkin' to? Bitch, you a great owl
I went from jumpin' in her DMs to makin' tapes now
I walked in, she got to feelin' on me like a shakedown
Smooth nigga, fly her in, hit her, then I fly her out
You the type to hit a thot, then go right back and buy her a house
Opp niggas thought this was a game, they retired now
You said I ain't hit you and your friend, you a liar now?
This lil' bitch, she carry her cannons, oh, you Mariah now?
No, I'm not fuckin' with the feds, I can't tie her down
Plus I'm winded, I just hit three bitches, yeah, I'm tired now
Her pussy loose and she movin' loose, I need some pliers now
[Outro]
Nigga, RTB
Gang
You know how we do this shit, man
I'm a Real Trench Baby
I'm a Real Trench Baby, nigga
I'm a— ayy
Nigga
Trench Baby, nigga
I'm in the section with a—
Alright, yeah, RTB, nigga
(Nick, this one crazy)
I'm in the section with a— ah
RTB, nigga, gang
[Verse]
I'm in the section with a hundred hoes, my niggas on the road
Yeah, on the intersection with a hundred 'bows
Double-R, bitches fell in love when I spun the Rolls
She mad 'cause I got a new bitch with a ton of goals
Nigga, you ain't have a hundred bands worth of cards in your backseat
You ain't havin' hoes run into you like a track meet
You ain't havin' bitches post your picture, sayin', "That's me"
You ain't got three hoes suckin' dick, nigga, tax-free
Nigga, it's MB, bitch, I'm one of one
Post Lil Ace on my Snapchat, now she want a son
Bitch, don't ask me what I want for Christmas, 'cause I want a drum
Treat an opp like a college dropout, he was one and done
She like, "MB, why you want so many hoes?" Bitch, I want some fun
For a band, we'll have 'em sticked up like we want a drum
Get your bitch up out my face, girl, I want some space
Unless you tryna give me face 'cause we in the Wraith
Bitch, I ain't tryna drink, but I want some drank
She peeped that that pack stank, now she want some dank
My brodie tryna fight his case, sleepin' with a shank
We sendin' shots in they paint, now they wanna tank
Two hundred bands up out the bank, now she 'bout to faint
He lame, he tryna sell some crank, but he really can't
I hit the club, it's me and Frank, bitches gettin' yanked
It's OVO, I see your future when I ride with Drac'
Could give a fuck about your Cash App and PayPal
These bitches do you dirty just like Alex off of 8 Mile
She made me bust, I bust up on her face, she got a great smile
I took her to the club, she consider it a date now
The owner walked me in with my strap, ain't gotta wait now
Who the fuck you think you talkin' to? Bitch, you a great owl
I went from jumpin' in her DMs to makin' tapes now
I walked in, she got to feelin' on me like a shakedown
Smooth nigga, fly her in, hit her, then I fly her out
You the type to hit a thot, then go right back and buy her a house
Opp niggas thought this was a game, they retired now
You said I ain't hit you and your friend, you a liar now?
This lil' bitch, she carry her cannons, oh, you Mariah now?
No, I'm not fuckin' with the feds, I can't tie her down
Plus I'm winded, I just hit three bitches, yeah, I'm tired now
Her pussy loose and she movin' loose, I need some pliers now
[Outro]
Nigga, RTB
Gang
You know how we do this shit, man
I'm a Real Trench Baby
I'm a Real Trench Baby, nigga
I'm a— ayy
Nigga
Trench Baby, nigga