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Real Boston Richey
Real Boston Richey
Stimme und Gesang
YTB Fatt
YTB Fatt
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jalen Taheen Foster
Jalen Taheen Foster
Songwriter:in
Cavon Paige
Cavon Paige
Songwriter:in
Delanious Leon Ward Jr.
Delanious Leon Ward Jr.
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
MixedByHeem
MixedByHeem
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
DdotFreezing
DdotFreezing
Produzent:in
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
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Lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, yeah (DDot cold as a motherfucker, on God)
Turn me up, P
Uh, tired of **** stealin' my flow
Uh
Uh
[Chorus]
Aye, **** want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away
Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade
I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8
Know your **** cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page
They done left a **** with his ass out, damn, that **** played
**** havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade
I'm the type of ****, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray
I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay
[Verse 1]
You the type, your bitch fuck another ****, you gon' kill the bitch
I'm the type, go back to the drawin' board, ****, and build a bitch
I ain't gon' lie, I was in my feelings, dog, but only a little bit
Forgot 'bout a bitch, my new bitch came through, ate it up and wiggled it
Natural bitch, ain't got no BBL, but that shit jigglin'
****, you broke as fuck, I'm laughin' to the bank, I'm gigglin'
Bullets hit him up, he went to reactin' like he ticklish
Shoot his beamer up, then double back, then walk down, finish shit
I'm a dog-ass ****, but she love lil' Boston 'cause I listen
Hit her with that hook, then she stuck just like I'm out here fishin'
Baby, I don't like your mama, wash 'em down just like I'm doin' dishes
Bitch, I ain't like your daddy, I ain't leavin', bitch, I'ma thug it with you
Rich **** in a Caddy filled up with hoes to capacity
Baby girl, I'm way too bad for you just like a cavity
Come through, beat her doonies down every time she mad at me
Keep a couple shooters 'round for them **** that's after me
[Verse 2]
Bitch, you think I'm dumb, we ain't fuck, then we ain't done
We ain't fuck, you gettin' none, bitch, you know that I'm the one
Leave an ugly bitch on read, buy a bad bitch a purse
Leave the opposition dead, mama rentin' out a hearse
Tell my youngins to swing some lead, front the older **** Percs
Lil' bitch fire with the head, but I still can't make it work
Lil' bitch, I'm a trap ****
I told you once before, don't try me like no rap ****
[Chorus]
Aye, **** want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away
Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade
I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8
Know your **** cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page
They done left a **** with his ass out, damn, that **** played
**** havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade
I'm the type of ****, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray
I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay
[Verse 3]
Uh
I'm the type to send a fuckin' blitz when you're eatin' out with your bae
****, I am the trenches, I get love from GDs in forty states
I'm my own man, it's how I made a fuckin' M in two hundred days
I ain't been in the hood for a minute, I get all my updates from lil' Trey
Send you flowers and eat your pussy, rocks in my mouth cost 50K
**** don't wanna do shit 'cause the next ****, man, these **** gay
**** don't know how it feel to book a fuckin' jet to make a play
**** don't know how it feel to get ****' shit splat 'cross the wall, on Zay
Four, five, six, seven hundred, ****, that's in the safe
These **** home with they dimes for real, don't call me sad, be safe
The cheese I got, I can get you killed, ****, it don't matter the state
Been did switches on bitches, come in all colors, black door, open the gate
[Chorus]
Aye, **** want that smoke, send them youngins, fuck it, bombs away
Cut her off 'cause she ain't fuckin' and the bitch masquerade
I could say fuck rap and hit the trap, trap 'bows in Section 8
Know your **** cap, I liked your picture, now he blocked my page
They done left a **** with his ass out, damn, that **** played
**** havin' scraps and wavin' blicks like this a damn parade
I'm the type of ****, I up my blick, bitch, you know I spray
I'm the type, she get love, beat her pussy, bitch, you know I pay
Written by: Cavon Paige, Delanious Leon Ward Jr., Jalen Taheen Foster
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