Real Boston Richey Mr. Pay For Shit Lyrics

[Intro: BenDaDonnn]
(Known to let the MAC fly just like my nigga Doe)
On God, hah
Let's go

[Refrain: Real Boston Richey & BenDaDonnn]
Uh-huh, we ready, uh, we ready (Yeah)
We ready, uh, we ready (Let's go)
We ready, uh, uh, we ready
We ready, uh, we ready (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse: Real Boston Richey & BenDaDonnn]
I'm like oh my f*ckin' God, hmm
This bitch thicker than a Benz, the Maybach truck in my garage, hmm
That nigga ain't on shit, I'll give you 5K to come outside, ayy
She cool with f*ckin' a lame, tried to boss her up, on God, I tried
Tryna retire her out the strip club if shе ask what's on my mind, hmm (Yup)
Every time we hit thе strip club, we throwin' ones
We got Drake on speed dial, with BenDaDonnn and we got funds (Yeah)
All these thick red bitches in the strip club like J Mulan
All this money I'm havin', it's impossible just to go and f*ck on one (Ayy)
I need two (Ayy), I need three (Ayy), I need four bad bitches
I need five, I need six, I need seven bad bitches
I need eight, I need nine, I need ten bad bitches
Excuse me, baby girl, how you doin'? I'm Mr. Pay For Shit (Yeah)
He told you wait 'til Friday, over here, you ain't gotta wait for shit It's that time of the month, just go back home, baby, you ain't missin' shit
Private strip club at your crib, this all for you, throwin' dog shit (Let's go)
I like short bitches (Yeah), brown and red and even like tall shit
Whether she Asian and persuasion, I don't give a f*ck, they all hit
We might f*ck from time to time, but that's on God, that's y'all bitch
She finna blow my mind, she don't need a pole, she doin' wall splits (Yeah)
This trip can't meet the group chat, you better not speak on shit we done
What the f*ck is that? Oh my God, he broke, you better run
Hmm, hmm, now stop and do the running man
Run from that brokie, run, run, do the running man

[Refrain: Real Boston Richey & BenDaDonnn]
Uh-huh, we ready, uh, we ready (Yeah)
We ready, uh, we ready (Let's go)
We ready, uh, uh, we ready
We ready, uh, we ready (Yeah)

[Outro: Real Boston Richey & BenDaDonnn]
Just to go and f*ck on one
I need two, I need three, I need four bad bitches
I need five, I need six, I need seven bad bitches
I need eight, I need nine, I need ten bad bitches (Let's go)
Uh
Yeah
We ready, uh, we ready (Let's go)
We ready, uh, we ready (Yeah, yeah)