(Chorus – Quavo) Swerving down the street, looking for your hoe She looking for a real ni**a too I bet you looking for a real ni**a too I bet you looking for a real ni**a too Swerving down the street, looking for your hoe She looking for a real ni**a too I bet you looking for a real ni**a too I bet you looking for a real ni**a too (Verse 1 – Quavo) I heard she looking for a real ni**a And if you’re broke she can’t deal with ya She got a house on the hill, ni**a And she don’t want no ni**a living with her The type of girl to mind her own business At 3 O’Clock she at LA Fitness Hell nah, she ain’t got no children That’s the type of hoe I’m missing I don’t mean to call you hoe, that’s how I talk But I’m asking you to clean up a dog You can tell American is in my wall She looking for a real ni**a, I’m the one to call Zoom, zoom there go the goes to my wroom Mamacita has the keys to my Bimmer I’m a real ni**a, baby, nice to meet ya I’m a real ni**a, I know how to treat her I’m a real ni**a, I will never leave her I keep it real, I ain’t scared to say, I need ya And every time you come around you give me fever (Repeat Chorus) (Verse 2 – Skippa Da Flippa) Real ni**as, real intentions I promise to hold you down, all you got to do is listen See, most of them suspicious, but you can be my missus And I can be your genie and grant all your wishes You want a ni**a like me? Well tell me, is you worth it? Old school and skirts, and I stroke you get nervous Vec fully loaded, mine I control it Shopping sprees, Italy, she know I blow it Choices and decisions, giving a ni**a auditions Now I got a lil tension cause a bi**h blowing up my mentions Would you hold me down if I was in? Would I hold you down if you was stripping? A hoe gon be a hoe, and a b**h always gon be bi**hing (Repeat Chorus)