[Intro: N.O Corleone]
Everybody in here need to play this game
Wins wins feels so good If we ain’t take losses, man
Street Siva teach you, Cardi B

[Verse 1: N.O Corleone]
Had to break the laws then we go on floss
No problem taking the pitch, she had a set of balls
But she stick around longer than most of my boys
If I was ever her [?] federal cops
We balled and money for billboards
And she jammed up playing with cards at Neiman Marcus
[?] firearms and a garment
That these never [?] sleep in the whole involvement
Birds in a Birkin, Lupe’s in a Louie
He got a rush off a crime, she thinkin' she in a movie
I watch it for indictment, she looking for the excitement
She giggled when I spoke of a life minus the violence
I had this rap thing, I mumble words while discussing buzz
Humming melodies while we committed felonies
She couldn’t see the dream but she believed in me
It’s only right [?] she take a seat [?]

[Chorus: N.O Corleone]
Some of these n***as be bitches
Some bitches be more realer than n***as
Some you keep 'em close, some you keep 'em distant
But it take a real n***a to know the difference
A real bitch only realize the realest n***as
Some are right, some come with hidden intentions
Some you keep 'em close, some you keep 'em distant
But it take a real n***a to know the difference
[Verse 2: Cardi B]
Kilo orders in different borders, we call it touring
Clothing imported, we went and bought it before the stores did
Money enormous, was raised by the bosses
Taught us we move with caution, know a snake by his aura
I ain’t no picking no litter, I’m exclusive
Chase my figures instead of figures, I seduced him
Soon as he stiffing his dick up, I’m lifting this fif' up
Deuce deuce in my brassiere loaded lifting my tits up
N***as who school me, I see you got similarities
Swagger seem like you used to warn stuff with casualties
Move with the army, no barbies
My name Cardi, I won’t let him on me
Long as you promise nobody on me

[Chorus: N.O Corleone]
Some of these n***as be bitches
Some bitches be more realer than n***as
Some you keep 'em close, some you keep 'em distant
But it take a real n***a to know the difference
A real bitch only realize the realest n***as
Some are right, some come with hidden intentions
Some you keep 'em close, some you keep 'em distant
But it take a real n***a to know the difference

[Verse 3: N.O Corleone]
I call her Chiquita
Her n***a her man stripped of his visa
Deported left her with a connection to get the keys up
She new in town I move around with who’s who
Right now I’m familiar
Back where she from, they want to kill her
So she need a dealer, who can distribute, her name on issue
She make a phone call they tell me tell him I sent you
She front me whole things I finish serving and bring her cuts
N***as in my ears tell me to buckle, she just a smut
But I don’t shake a dollar
Titties, ass and the face is proper
I keep the bidness, never holler
She would send me lineups winning when and where these n***as is copping soon as she serving
My n***as would leave em all they products now I’m [?]
Clear lenses when I’m flossing, driven by the tone of her voice she sound imported
Before I hit the block I heard the sirens had seen the lights
Seen the body dead on the stretcher they took her life
[Chorus: N.O Corleone]
Some of these n***as be bitches
Some bitches be more realer than n***as
Some you keep 'em close, some you keep 'em distant
But it take a real n***a to know the difference
A real bitch only realize the realest n***as
Some are right, some come with hidden intentions
Some you keep 'em close, some you keep 'em distant
But it take a real n***a to know the difference