lirik lagu real boston richey - idk
[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, n~gga, richey
man, i pop my sh~t and i do whatever
n0body gon’ stop sh~t
(known to let that mac fly just like my n~gga doe, baow)
[chorus]
let that mac fly, i get my turned up b~tch from my boy doe boy
i’m double r, they call me richey rich, ain’t no rolls~royce
spot my b~tch from out the crowd yellin’ my name, i know my hoe’s voice
two b~tches tryna sandwich me, tryna treat me like a po’ boy
crackers kicked my door in, i don’t even know sh~t
i ain’t even sold sh~t, i ain’t sold no bricks
my b~tch tryna ask me ’bout my whereabouts, i ain’t been with no b~tch
even though i know i’m slidin’ with g, bein’ on that ho sh~t
[verse 1]
tone, me, and renkеn, we slidin’, n~gga, that’s ’bout four switch
we all f~cked thе same b~tch, she done took ’bout four d~cks
cut her off, she put me in her close friends, i ain’t in no mix
had a mission set up by the club, i’m lookin’ like, “where my ho went?”
like, d~mn, bae, you did me like that? i should’ve blocked your ass
set a rich n~gga up, b~tch, i would’ve bought a bag
your last n~gga was cappin’ ‘fore he seen boston, i got all the cash
post three hundred on the ‘gram, they be like, “where his flossin’ ass?”
n~gga, i can take some pain, only pain i lost a bag
n~gga say he want some smoke, f~ck ’round, leave him coughin’ bad
thuggin’ on the block with the older n~ggas, that’s where i got my swag
f~cked her at my mama house, that’s why the b~tch just walked out fast
[chorus]
let that mac fly, i get my turned up b~tch from my boy doe boy
i’m double r, they call me richey rich, ain’t no rolls~royce
spot my b~tch from out the crowd yellin’ my name, i know my hoe’s voice
two b~tches tryna sandwich me, tryna treat me like a po’ boy
crackers kicked my door in, i don’t even know sh~t
i ain’t even sold sh~t, i ain’t sold no bricks
my b~tch tryna ask me ’bout my whereabouts, i ain’t been with no b~tch
even though i know i’m slidin’ with g, bein’ on that ho sh~t
[verse 2]
gotta keep my nina on me ’cause these n~ggas be on some poor sh~t
freestyle all my sh~t in the booth, n~gga, i never wrote sh~t
know i’m in that mode when i’m out here juggin’, i don’t even post sh~t
i be out here juggin’ weed, girl, and boy, and more sh~t
hit the store to buy some bags, foreign car, the low stick
i ain’t dappin’ them n~ggas up, i don’t even know jit
f~cked a b~tch from the north side, from the back, i screamed out, “4 sh~t”
don’t let her find out where you stay, that’s how you get your door kicked
[chorus]
let that mac fly, i get my turned up b~tch from my boy doe boy
i’m double r, they call me richey rich, ain’t no rolls~royce
spot my b~tch from out the crowd yellin’ my name, i know my hoe’s voice
two b~tches tryna sandwich me, tryna treat me like a po’ boy
crackers kicked my door in, i don’t even know sh~t
i ain’t even sold sh~t, i ain’t sold no bricks
my b~tch tryna ask me ’bout my whereabouts, i ain’t been with no b~tch
even though i know i’m slidin’ with g, bein’ on that ho sh~t
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