Top Songs By Real Boston Richey
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Real Boston Richey
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jalen Taheen Foster
Songwriter
Joseph Steele
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
10:40
Producer
Raheem "MixedbyHeem" Miller
Recording Engineer
Eddie Hernandez
Mixing Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
**** fuck my bitch, I'ma fuck his
Duh, huh, ****, this shit what it is
I'm outside, ****, I put that on my kids
Matter fact, I need a babysitter, please come quick
[Chorus]
Bitch told me I'm a one-hit wonder
I'm blind to all this bullshit, I don't see like Stevie Wonder
I'm havin' tunnel vision, baby, I ain't tryna fumble
I'm lettin' these **** drop, but I'ma take over after summer
Real trench ****, I pull up, fuck a runner without a condom
Cool-ass ****, I'll pop out in the heat with an LV bomber
Big old blicky under my shirt, this bitch here louder than some thunder
I need a trap bitch that get the work and drive it just like Shonda
[Verse 1]
You know how many cookies I done whipped up, put in my pocket, and they crumbled?
You know how many losses I done tooken tryna stack it, tryna bubble?
You know how many blocks I done bent? Catchin' plays, burnin' rubber
So what the fuck I look like frontin' a broke-ass **** some marijuana?
Don't try me, I'm crazier than that **** that came out of Donda
Fuck a Benz truck, I— gang pull up in H2 Hummers
I don't give a fuck, in my hood, got more stain than Osama
These **** ain't gettin' no money, two thirteen, I was buyin' bundles
[Verse 2]
You ain't talkin' 'bout no money, I ain't even tryna conversate
Auntie called me the other day, said, "Baby, put them guns away"
Auntie, what the fuck I look like lettin' a **** turn me to a play?
The real big three, got an FN, .38, and a fuckin' Drac'
This summer, fuck a stripper, we throwin' money on them Starlet's bartenders
Try me like a simp, I go put the whole bark in her
Dressin' like I'm emo, Who Decides War dark denim
Get shit crankin' like a spark plug how we spark ****
Who got more than us? Tell them **** we'll go to war with 'em
He ain't bought you a car or a chain, he's a poor ****
This shit up, this shit here ain't on the floor, ****
We'll cancel you, I heard you chicken tender 'bout them whores, ****
[Refrain]
**** fuck my bitch, I'ma fuck his
Duh, huh, ****, this shit what it is
I'm outside, ****, I put that on my kids
Matter fact, I need a babysitter, please come quick
You know I'm tryna get outside where the motion at
He a sweet lick, put them killers on him, scopin' that
Stingy-ass ****, you need to quit him, ain't no hope in that
For the ho, a lil' Benz, went and put my ho in that
[Chorus]
Bitch told me I'm a one-hit wonder
I'm blind to all this bullshit, I don't see like Stevie Wonder
I'm havin' tunnel vision, baby, I ain't tryna fumble
I'm lettin' these **** drop, but I'ma take over after summer
Real trench ****, I pull up, fuck a runner without a condom
Cool-ass ****, I'll pop out in the heat with an LV bomber
Big old blicky under my shirt, this bitch here louder than some thunder
I need a trap bitch that get the work and drive it just like Shonda
[Outro]
You know how many cookies I done whipped up, put in my pocket, and they crumbled?
You know how many losses I done tooken tryna stack it, tryna bubble?
You know how many blocks I done bent? Catchin' plays, burnin' rubber
So what the fuck I look like frontin' a broke-ass **** some marijuana?
Written by: Jalen Taheen Foster, Joseph Steele