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Real Bad Bitch (Pockets on Gold) 1 by Ifunanya

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Real Bad Bitch (Pockets on Gold) 1 by Ifunanya - Trap-Pop,Female Vocals music cover art

Real Bad Bitch (Pockets on Gold) 1

Trap-Pop,Female Vocals

0:002:30
Lyrics
Description
[Intro]
Yeah — ay
(808 glide, crisp hi-hats)
Vibe up — feel me
[Verse 1]
I'm a real bad bitch, pockets real rich
Summers on jets, tastin' every top dish
Watchin' weak links sink while I flip the pitch
Eyes on the skyline, diamonds catchin' the lilt
Cartier on my wrist, red Louboutins click
Haters in the rearview, they can't match my script
I move like a wave — hush the noise, make a switch
Stackin' late nights, daylight sealin' the wins
[Pre-Chorus]
Got the spark in my chest — I rise (rise)
Small talk fall away — I fly (fly)
Heartbeat climbs, drum fills cut the night
Hold your breath — drop in, light the sky
[Chorus / Hook]
Real bad bitch — (pockets on gold)
Real bad bitch — (pockets on gold)
Real bad bitch — (pockets on gold)
(Ad-libs: ah, ay, pockets on gold)
[Post-Hook Turn]
808 glide under the hook, hi-hat rolls lead back in
[Verse 2]
Lookin' at the girls in the mirror, watch 'em fade
I'm a force with a plan, currency cascade
From city rooftops to the private waves we trade
No apologies — I chose the life I made
Lunch in Ibiza, deals signed in the night
They whisper my name, I smile, keep it tight
Used to hustle for dimes — now we toast to the heights
I count success in passports, not petty fights
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Flame in my chest — I rise (higher)
Mic drops, lights up — the choir (choir)
Tension builds, then silence before the strike
Then we hit — hook hits, strobe and flight
[Chorus / Hook]
Real bad bitch — (pockets on gold)
Real bad bitch — (pockets on gold)
Real bad bitch — (pockets on gold)
(Backing: ooh-ooh, call-and-response: "pockets on gold")
[Bridge]
Used to count change in a shoebox, in my mama's room
Now they count me in the guestlist, private flights, full moon
One concrete truth: I learned to turn pain into bloom
From late-night pennies to my name in every room
(Vulnerable but fierce — soft vocal, then build)
[Build / Pre-Drop]
Breath in — beat stops — hat rolls (sparse)
Whispered: "you earned this" — then let the bass hit hard
[Chorus / Hook — Final]
Real bad bitch — (pockets on gold)
Real bad bitch — (pockets on gold)
Real bad bitch — (pockets on gold)
(Spaced ad-libs after each line, harmonies on the last)
[Outro]
Yeah — unforgettable
Money rich, heart lit, story told
Real bad bitch — pockets on gold
(End with a single vocal tag: "Real bad bitch" fading with 808 glide)