Lyrics : Belcalis Almanzar/Tauheed Epps/Bryan Lamar Simmons/Lesidney Ragland/Gary Bernard Terrell Jr./Daan Huijbregts/Quentin Shemwell/Casey MC Millan/Jordan Thorpe
Music : Belcalis Almanzar/Tauheed Epps/Bryan Lamar Simmons/Lesidney Ragland/Gary Bernard Terrell Jr./Daan Huijbregts/Quentin Shemwell/Casey MC Millan/Jordan Thorpe
Producer : TM88/Too Dope/Sensai/Daan
[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
You mean to tell me you'd die? Open up the hole, everybody ****in' that's the end of discussion (End of discussion)
Bitch like me that came out the mud might help somebody out 'cause I came up from nothin' (Came up from nothin')
Big party and a big body Benz
With the big body kid, put the lane over somethin' (Yeah)
He gettin' mad, won't give him my number
Cup in the middle got me feelin' December (Woo)
Feel like I'm gonna kill it this summer (Kill it this summer)
Been on a yacht, no ceilin' this summer (Summer)
Bitch been bad so I make you curious
Never switched up, so I can't be serious (Yeah)
This is 'bout me, no, you can't be serious (Huh?)
I'm in the Lamb' and it can't be yours
I'm in [?], the world premature
When I look around, I had children on children
Still in the game, work hard to parents
I need my [?], I call the girls
I plant the seeds, it's time to flourish
Don't turn on that street, it's not for tourist
You know I'm livin' it up when I'm liftin' it up
Let a nigga know I came to stunt (Yeah)
Then we gon' park in the front, wasn't sittin' in the front
Let a nigga know I came to front (Woo)
This shit is bigger than us, let you know that it's bigger than us 'cause they pickin' it up (Yeah)
Takin' the lingo, the flash and the foreign cars
Man, bitches is eatin' it up (Eatin' it up)
I am big reference, yeah, I am the vision board
I put that shit on these bitches, they can't ignore
Hustle too hard to ever be unemployed
Just like a Honda, got things in accord
[Chorus]
Salute the real bitches
Salute the real bitches (Salute)
Salute the real bitches
Salute the real bitches (Salute)
Salute the real bitches
Salute the real bitches (Salute)
Salute the real bitches
Salute the real bitches (Salute)
[Verse 2]
High off a molly, my friends are like dali
I'm ridin' my nigga just like a Ducatti (Just like a Ducatti)
Choppin' the top of the car like karate
Eliante put the bricks in the [?]
So we trust them, [?] quarter
Send me a picture of drip and I bought it
Cardi an icon and this is iconic
Made a few millions off talkin' ebonics
I am too blessed to be talkin' demonic (Talkin' demonic)
I switched the lies and gained the money
Rub on the thighs and kiss on the stomach
My watch is sick it's makin' 'em vomit
My throat as long as a trumpet (Trumpet)
If my bitches say, "**** it," then **** it (**** it)
Hold your partner up just like some crutches (Yeah)
Got a pussy wet just like a bucket, **** it (Woo)
[Chorus]
Salute the real bitches
Salute the real bitches (Salute)
Salute the real bitches
Salute the real bitches (Salute)
Salute the real bitches
Salute the real bitches (Salute)
Salute the real bitches
Salute the real bitches (Salute)
Supervisor : Darrale Jones/Jonathan “Brooklyn Johnny” Descartes
Recording : Evan LaRay
Mastering Engineer : Colin Leonard
Vocals : Cardi B
Mixing Engineer : Leslie Brathwaite