Real Boston Richey Get In There Lyrics

[Intro: Real Boston Richey]
Yeah
Richey Richey
Uh-uh-uh, uh-uh
(DDot cold as a motherf*cker, 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 shе got some ass or the bitch too bad, can't trust a bitch
Fly to LA to do some promos and buy somе bags, that's hustler 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 f*ck 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 f*ck 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
[Chorus: Real Boston Richey]
Get in there (Get in there), that hammer hit
Uh, get in there (Get in there), that hammer hit
Uh, uh, get in there, get in there
(Get it ho)
Get in there (Get in there), that hammer hit

[Post-Chorus: Real Boston Richey]
Make my youngin load up and catch a stain, tell him to get in there
Catch my bitch outside, tell her to go home, bitch, go get in there (Uh)
Catch my bitch outside, get in the car, bitch, go on get in there Too many bad bitches in the black truck, all these hoes can't fit in there

[Bridge: Real Boston Richey & GloRilla]
Go on get in there
Go on get in there (Come here, bitch)
Go on get in there (GloRilla)
Go on get in there (On gang)

[Verse 2: GloRilla]
Tricks all for bad bitches, we love niggas that pay for shit (Yeah)
All my niggas older than me, I don't f*ckin' play with kids (Uh-uh)
Got a smart-ass mouth, but it's some good-ass p*ssy come with it (Ayy)
Get in there, go dumb with it (Woo), might just let you cum in it (On God)
Get a nigga high, he gon' get freaky off them beans and Yerks (Eugh)
I be ready to get down on one knee, a nigga make me squirt (On Gang)
Petty bitch, I cut a nigga off for wearin' a sleeveless shirt (Yeah)
Might just take a rapper down, gon' text him like I need a verse (Come here)
I'm a real gangster, baby
Shit gon' be in me forever
f*ck them up, but now I feel put my Glock up on a dresser (Yeah)
All these niggas ran through, I don't think none of 'em special
Here go one of these niggas callin' me right now for some p*ssy (Woo)
[Bridge: GloRilla]
(Ayy, ayy)
Yeah, thumb in my butt (Ooh, ooh)
Ooh, you turnin' me up
(Woo, woo) That shit tough, ain't it?
(Yeah, nigga)
You finna nut, ain't it? (On Gang)

[Chorus: Real Boston Richey]
Get in there (Get in there), that hammer hit
Uh, get in there (Get in there), that hammer hit
Uh, uh, get in there, get in there
(Come here ho)
Get in there (Get in there), that hammer hit

[Post-Chorus: Real Boston Richey]
Make my youngin load up and catch a stain, tell him to get in there
Catch my bitch outside, tell her to go home, bitch, go get in there (Uh)
Catch my bitch outside, get in the car, bitch, go on get in there
Too many bad bitches in the black truck, all these hoes can't fit in there

[Outro: Real Boston Richey]
Go on get in there
Go on get in there
Go on get in there
Go on get in there