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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Real Boston Richey
Real Boston Richey
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jalen Taheen Foster
Jalen Taheen Foster
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DdotFreezing
DdotFreezing
Producer

Lyrics

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(Ddot cold as a motherfucker out there)
Bad bitch getter (whoosh)
Real rich **** (ooh)
Hellcat whipper (mm)
Certified dripper
Exotic bitch she come from overseas, I'm sexin' her
I bag a real, I'm in my bag, I'm pickin' cash up
A **** play, I'm shootin' a movie just like Pamela
And if she stay down with me, we might cherish her
I'm whackin' her
Bitch get out of line, you know I'm smackin' her
She know I ain't toleratin' all that actin' up
Can't do nothin' but pray, I'm losin' faith when it come to love
Young ****, I stay down, I'm gettin' big bucks
Rich **** changed up, now he gettin' stuck
Got a bag put up, main bitch tough
And you can't name nobody in the city that came and bitched us
And you can't name none **** that ever dissed us
And now we tryna play it cool, but, it still don't fix nothin'
I'm goin' to school, breakin' the rules with that stick tucked
I play it cool, but can't believe these **** bitched up, these **** bitched up
Rich ****, **** transgenders, can't deal with 'em
Remember chasin' five figures, now I got six figures
Real member, really pulled triggers, really killed ****
Askin' for some money, so, I gave it, certified giver
We been pushin' P before it dropped, ****, this real pimpin'
Rather get caught with it than without, but, this ain't Scottie Pippen
Off a lot of syrup, but, this a whole lot of drug dealin'
Doin' bad to make it right, they tryna turn me to a villain
Bad bitch getter (whoosh)
Real rich **** (ooh)
Hellcat whipper (mm)
Certified dripper
Exotic bitch she come from overseas, I'm sexin' her
Bag a real, I'm in my bag, I'm pickin' cash up
A **** play, I'm shootin' a movie just like Pamela
And if she stay down with me, we might cherish her
Get yo' carats up, ****
And where I grew is rough, be realer
Diamond in the rough, but, now you know my diamonds bust
Section 8, project baby, I grew up fuckin' sluts
I never paid attention to the hate, I'm out the nun
I'm steady chasin' coins, run it up, no temper run
Bitch, you gon' get these ones, pussy ho, you gotta shake it
Make it snow, weatherman, you gon' have to rake it
Al-all these diamonds right down on my arm, she gon' come through naked
Servin' what I put up on my charm, they gon' have to rate it
Sever Superbowl rings on like I'm Tom Brady
Know she gotta keep a thong on if she gon' be my lady
I be tryna put that tongue on her, but she actin' crazy
Had to go and rent a lawnmower like she Beyoncé
Say that I can hit it if I bring her home a B.O.A
Havin' double digits but replacin' big ol' 308s
Written by: Real Boston Richey
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