Real Boston Richey Help Me 2 Lyrics

[Intro: Real Boston Richey]
Yeah, it's like these niggas got damn
They don't be trickin' on these bitches for real, nigga, and I'on like that shit bruh
I'on like that shit at all bro
Nigga lame-o
(Known to let that Boston bought it MAC fly just like my nigga Doe, bah)

[Chorus: Real Boston Richey]
Can you f*ck me?
Hollon', baby can you help her?
If that's your bitch, you need to help her
Pay her bills, you need to help her
[Verse 1: Real Boston Richey]
I'm tryna turn my lil' ho up and put her on what I'm on
No more bros before my ho
f*ck them niggas, I'm goin' back home
She be f*ckin' me good, she all up in my head like a chromosome
Every time I see my bae, put the dick in her face like a microphone
You so fine on FaceTime, sometime, bae I just wanna f*ck the phone
I be adding that money to Cash App, every time I hear you moan
Bet I caught me on, whenever I'm trickin', that's just what I'm on
Read it or leave all the money up in your purse, when you wake I might be gone
You can't hush me, I know you wanna f*ck me
Heard I got 'em M's, I know these bitches really think I'm ugly
I be puttin' it down, comin' way too trim, ain' none bitch dustin' me
These niggas hatin' on Richey Rich dawg, just because I pay for P
This shit frustratin' me, nigga better spend that bag up on they brudda, before they pay for fees
You say that I'm "young and nah", ok bitch wait for me
Hope you know I'ma call the Woo lady up, lil' bitch if you play with me
Lil' bitch sick of me, just like lil' wet bitch send some Haitian tea

[Bridge: Tatiana Chanell]
You been gone too many days, boy don't make me f*ck you up

[Verse 2: Real Boston Richey & Tatiana Chanell]
Soon as I get off the road
First thing I'ma do baby, is eat it up
She say "do you love me?", but I know she don't trust me
You can't spoil your ol' lady
She inhaled it down, that shit disgust me
[Chorus: Real Boston Richey & Tatiana Chanell]
Can you f*ck me? (Yup)
Hollon', baby can you help her?
If that's your bitch, you need to help her (Do you love me?)
Pay her bills, you need to help her (Brokie, uh)

[Verse 3: Real Boston Richey & Tatiana Chanell] She ain' play it right, turnt up my new bitch ass been hatin' me
Your ex nigga was a goofy
You pop out with me, bae you safe with me
Get drunk then she tasting me, she eat it so gracefully
She said I'm out here thuggin' and livin' wild, ok then pray for me
Know I'm out here thuggin'
Her mommy and daddy don't want her datin' me
I need a crazy bitch
If I f*ck up, then she macing me
I need a bitch to key my car, let me know that you for real
Treat me just like I'm your opps, baby show me this shit for real
Baby, I'm tired of f*ckin' up
Ain' tryna cost you no more tears
I f*ck with you just like the opp's sisters
Baby, you know I'm too sincere
Your ex nigga was broke as f*ck, the shit we havin' it over here
She too thick, it's wagon Wednesday
She got ass like a Wagoneer
Played my baby, I'm slangin' that iron just like I'm straight out Jacksonville
All my niggas trick for real
Yeah, we buy ass over here
You gotta stay down with me through thick and thin, shit move fast over here
Why I'ma leave my bitch for a messy ho?
That p*ssy trash for real
You say that's my p*ssy (Yup)
You say that you love me (Yup)
You say that you ready to ride (Yup)
You gon' bust that fye (Yup)
Cut off all my side bitches, 'cause baby I want all you
If I'on want gon' do right, I cut you off
I won't even stall you
[Chorus: Real Boston Richey & Tatiana Chanell]
Can you f*ck me? (Yup)
Hollon', baby can you help her?
If that's your bitch, you need to help her (Do you love me?)
Pay her bills, you need to help her (Brokie, uh)

[Post-Chorus: Real Boston Richey]
I'm tryna turn my lil' ho up and put her on what I'm on
No more bros before my ho
f*ck them niggas, I'm goin' back home
She be f*ckin' me good, she all up in my head like a chromosome
Every time I see my bae, put the dick in her face like a microphone
You so fine on FaceTime, sometime, bae I just wanna f*ck the phone
I be adding that money to Cash App, every time I hear you moan
Bet I caught me on, whenever I'm trickin', that's just what I'm on
Read it or leave all the money up in your purse, when you wake I might be gone