[Intro: Real Boston Richey]
Yeah
Richey Rich
Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh
(DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God)
[Verse 1: Real Boston Richey]
Ten K on some Cartier frames, that's how I see shit
Lil' bitch, stay in your lane, too much motion, I'll leave you seasick
Cracker be on my page, they say Lil Richey still trappin' the green shit
See my opp? I got him, no-look-spray, I don't need no beam, bitch
Lil' bitch thought I was drippin' Chanel, I'm drippin' Celine, bitch
I can't buy you no more nails, you ain't treat me like I'm a king, bitch
I ain't Lucci, bitch, I can't wish you well, wake up out that dream, bitch
It's a p spot, she can't come through if we can't run the bitch
Can't lie, I feel bad
These niggas be out here down with they guns and shit
I don't care if she got somе ass or the bitch too bad, can't trust a bitch
Fly to LA to do some promos and buy some bags, that's hustlеr shit
Niggas be goin' out sad, they wanna pay the bitch rent, niggas on sucker shit (Yeah)
Get some head and rush out, my Chris Tucker shit
Men In Black, when it's time to go spin, nigga, it's fuck a bitch
I take that back 'cause when it's time for me to spend, she gon' love the jit
Bitches be gettin' that make-up on my designer, I can't even hug a bitch
Niggas don't think we really be puttin' it down, tell 'em niggas come fuck with this
I done seen a nigga get put in the ground, and he ain't even have a switch
I was holdin' it down takin' care of my sister kids 'fore I had a jit
Catch a stain and call it pound town, nigga lettin' that hammer hit
Yeah
Richey Rich
Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh
(DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God)
[Verse 1: Real Boston Richey]
Ten K on some Cartier frames, that's how I see shit
Lil' bitch, stay in your lane, too much motion, I'll leave you seasick
Cracker be on my page, they say Lil Richey still trappin' the green shit
See my opp? I got him, no-look-spray, I don't need no beam, bitch
Lil' bitch thought I was drippin' Chanel, I'm drippin' Celine, bitch
I can't buy you no more nails, you ain't treat me like I'm a king, bitch
I ain't Lucci, bitch, I can't wish you well, wake up out that dream, bitch
It's a p spot, she can't come through if we can't run the bitch
Can't lie, I feel bad
These niggas be out here down with they guns and shit
I don't care if she got somе ass or the bitch too bad, can't trust a bitch
Fly to LA to do some promos and buy some bags, that's hustlеr shit
Niggas be goin' out sad, they wanna pay the bitch rent, niggas on sucker shit (Yeah)
Get some head and rush out, my Chris Tucker shit
Men In Black, when it's time to go spin, nigga, it's fuck a bitch
I take that back 'cause when it's time for me to spend, she gon' love the jit
Bitches be gettin' that make-up on my designer, I can't even hug a bitch
Niggas don't think we really be puttin' it down, tell 'em niggas come fuck with this
I done seen a nigga get put in the ground, and he ain't even have a switch
I was holdin' it down takin' care of my sister kids 'fore I had a jit
Catch a stain and call it pound town, nigga lettin' that hammer hit
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