[Intro: Real Boston Richey]
Uh, fuck goin' on?
Like, what you want?
(This a Kashflow production)
Uh, like what you want?
Uh
(Run it back Playboi)
[Chorus: Real Boston Richey]
We need beams and Yerc’, you scared to turn it up, nigga, go to church
I ain't bougie, I'll take some bubba plate just for a verse
I just sport a whole ’nother nigga bitch, like his and hers
Before I ever bought a foreign, my mind was set on gettin' a 'Vert
Ol' cappin' ass nigga, stop buyin' that girl Tory Burch
Say you ran it up while you was on the slab and put in work
Got that girl all out of seas, why you ain't Gucci her?
Fuck 'round killed her off that Strong Back, now, she say her coochie hurt
[Verse 1: Real Boston Richey]
I don’t be wantin’ with none of these hoes, I swear to God, I'm just a flirt
When them bowls come in, we get ’em gone, we handle business first
Told my girl it's her world, but, she still walkin' on my Earth
Told that bitch I ain't her nigga, she can pick whatever purse
Gotta know that I’m that nigga, you can tell just by my shirt
Before I got some racks, I ain't have no life, I was posted on the curb
Tryna make a serve
Only thing a nigga want is a bird
Sippin' heavy syrup, that why when I talk my words slur
Uh, fuck goin' on?
Like, what you want?
(This a Kashflow production)
Uh, like what you want?
Uh
(Run it back Playboi)
[Chorus: Real Boston Richey]
We need beams and Yerc’, you scared to turn it up, nigga, go to church
I ain't bougie, I'll take some bubba plate just for a verse
I just sport a whole ’nother nigga bitch, like his and hers
Before I ever bought a foreign, my mind was set on gettin' a 'Vert
Ol' cappin' ass nigga, stop buyin' that girl Tory Burch
Say you ran it up while you was on the slab and put in work
Got that girl all out of seas, why you ain't Gucci her?
Fuck 'round killed her off that Strong Back, now, she say her coochie hurt
[Verse 1: Real Boston Richey]
I don’t be wantin’ with none of these hoes, I swear to God, I'm just a flirt
When them bowls come in, we get ’em gone, we handle business first
Told my girl it's her world, but, she still walkin' on my Earth
Told that bitch I ain't her nigga, she can pick whatever purse
Gotta know that I’m that nigga, you can tell just by my shirt
Before I got some racks, I ain't have no life, I was posted on the curb
Tryna make a serve
Only thing a nigga want is a bird
Sippin' heavy syrup, that why when I talk my words slur
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