Real Boston Richey Keep Dissing
[Intro]
Let's go, let's go
Manpack that ship up man, we gotta get up out this bitch
[Pre-Chorus]
I'll blow that shit bitch I ain't stingy
You can slide around with Boston if yo' top different
Every time I turn around, they say an opp missing
Wanna know why niggas dying, 'cause niggas keep dissing
[Chorus]
But I don't get in that
I'm steady rackin' up them chickens
I wanna hit the booth but I'm stuck up in them trenches
I bang that five but I want six hoes with me like I'm Nipsey
Fucking hoes and keying doors that's just how we livin'
[Verse 1]
She done popped an Adderall now she say she miss me
She gone pull up and eat it all, only when she tipsy
Runnin' circles around these hoes, treat them like a frisbee
Why the f..ck these IG hoes always tryna tempt me
Damn, I swear I hate a bitch who want all the attention
Bitch you trippin', I got enough cheese I could buy a Richie
I told my dawg don't pop no more of them Percs, he be in his feelings
I'm tryna fly her out to Turk but damn this bitch they trippin'
You know I left her feelin' hurt, I can feel the tension
Tired of putting niggas on and they don't do nothing with it
I'm tired of niggas saying they on, but they never spin it
I'm tired of bitches shakin' ass, get mad, when I won't hit it
[Pre-Chorus]
I'll blow that shit bitch I ain't stingy
You can slide around with Boston if yo' top different
Every time I turn around, they say an opp missing
Wanna know why niggas dying, 'cause niggas keep dissing
[Chorus]
But I don't get in that
I'm steady rackin' up them chickens
I wanna hit the booth but I'm stuck up in them trenches
I bang that five but I want six hoes with me like I'm Nipsey
Fucking hoes and keying doors that's just how we livin'
[Verse 2]
Niggas knowin' where we bang, never go out against the grave
We've been knockin' shit down, from the streets, the Chain Gang
Slidin' 'round with the Drac', get the "Wow" wood-grained
Call my dawg a "Fuck Nigga," it's just a Florida thing
I don't wanna go to no more parties, call me Coi Leray
And all my exes think I'm lit
Load 'em bitches where they stay
God, I knew that life's a bitch, but we pray for better day
Every nigga that play with Boston, gotta put it in they face
Seen these trolls hit the block, had to go the other way
Remember putting it down on Keith Street, that was just the other day
Fuck a twenty-eight, his first shot, we came through and escalate
Quick to cross yo' partner out, nigga we the renegades
[Pre-Chorus]
I'll blow that shit bitch I ain't stingy
You can slide around with Boston if yo' top different
Every time I turn around, they say an opp missing
Wanna know why niggas dying, 'cause niggas keep dissing
[Chorus]
But I don't get in that
I'm steady rackin' up them chickens
I wanna hit the booth but I'm stuck up in them trenches
I bang that five but I want six hoes with me like I'm Nipsey
Fucking hoes and keying doors that's just how we livin'
