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Real Boston Richey

What They Did

What They Did

(альбом: Welcome To Bubba Land - 2023)

Uh, it's funny how he fly me out, he say we're flying forever (Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up)
They say it's a stocked account, but I go buy my bitch whatever
'Fore I buy her flowers, but her diamonds, diamonds last forever

I ain't painting no faces, bitch, nigga play, I'm shooting whoever
If my uncle go against this shit, that's on my mama, I'm bringing pressure
I don't care 'bout making a name, fuck a bitch only for my pleasure
Why the fuck this bitch acting like she the prize? Bitch, you ain't no treasure
If you fuck with me, you do what I say, 'cause, bitch, you in my world
Rob a nigga, make him put his hands in the air like a fucking Barbie girl
I ain't singing to a bitch, who the fuck you think I am, Robbie Earl?
I ain't bragging up on no bitch, you say he ain't fucking, you think I can't tell?
I ain't driving and taking no risk, send them bags right through the mail
Bitch, I'm bringing cash money, won't catch me out, send the shit through Zelle
If I get caught with these bricks, that's on my mama, I'm getting the chair
I buy ass, I buy titties, and I even buy some hair

Way I pop out with this switch, they say, "That shit there ain't even fair"
Broke her heart and still don't listen, bitch, you know I don't even care
In the back of the car straight getting it, let me fuck her anywhere
She got some good-ass pussy, rocking Givenchy underwear
Mm, lately, I been under the weather
Dripped up in a Moncler sweater
Bitch mad she can't get no cheddar
Blick came in with a new compressor
Huh, niggas bragging 'bout that shit, what the fuck they did?
I just snatched a rapper bitch up eight ways like a fucking squid

Chop a brick up like karate
Ran it up so fast, they thinking I went and signed to Illuminati
Throwing B's up, you would never catch me sliding in Maseratis
Bitch, I made that Bubba music, but play with cocaine like I'm Gotti
You ain't gotta ask me, do I move? You want it? Nigga, I got it
Got my whole hood in control, nigga, just like I'm Shawty
Every time that shit went down, you ain't have to ask me, nigga, I shot it
Nigga be falling in love with these bitches, all these bitches 'bout it
I ain't moving if I ain't getting profit

Way I pop out with this switch, they say, "That shit there ain't even fair"
Broke her heart and still don't listen, bitch, you know I don't even care
In the back of the car straight getting it, let me fuck her anywhere
She got some good-ass pussy, rocking Givenchy underwear
Mm, lately, I been under the weather
Dripped up in a Moncler sweater
Bitch mad she can't get no cheddar
Blick came in with a new compressor
Huh, niggas bragging 'bout that shit, what the fuck they did?
I just snatched a rapper bitch up eight ways like a fucking squid

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