Real Boston Richey Played First Lyrics

[Intro]
(Known to let that MAC fly just like my nigga Doe)

[Chorus]
Mm, ayy, trenches nigga, I got super flavor
You can go back, ask her how much money I done gave her
She can be the baddest in the ride, I'll still trade her
Don't give no f*cks if the bitch done cheated, I done played first

[Verse 1]
Boston Richey on some dog shit, still duckin' radars
I'm the type of nigga that sell that dope right to my neighbors
Mm, that lil' bitch p*ssy bad, that's why I never paid her
That lil' bitch super cap, my youngins came and slayed her
Bought that bitch, I'm givin' that bitch a pay cut (Uh, uh)
Real disrespectful, nigga, f*ck a bitch off in the butt, mm
I turned a nigga main bitch into my slut (Mhm)
I'm ready to pop outside, on the 'Gram, got [betters][?] up in the cut (Goddamn)
I'm f*ckin' a bitch from Houston to the mud
Hmm, she say I'm breakin' her code, I'm postin' the bitch up on my spam (Goddamn)
Had to text her that I love her [with her tender butt][?]
I'm f*ckin' this bitch off raw straight from the back, don't give a damn, yes, ma'am
(f*ck a bitch) f*ck how a bitch feel
Bitch wasn't ready to stay down when this shit got real, mm, hold on
A bitch ain't sympathize, I'm sheddin' tears
I'm givin' that pressure off me, f*ckin' on a bitch pierce
Fifteens karats a piece in both my damn ears
I'm gettin' that get-back for what they did to Emmett Till
Switch a lane in a Porsche 911, switch gears
'Fore I ever went and signed a deal, bitch, I had more cheese than an M
I just heard a bitch say she wan' f*ck for an M
Bitch is cappin', bitch is bappin', bitch is backdoor, bitch is trim What she'll do for five thousand cash, bitch'll go out on a limb
I just f*cked a baddie, ain't give her nothin', she just f*cked me 'cause I'm a grim
Bitch, I'm dyin' about my brothers, bitch, it's us and never them
When I say that bitch is f*cked, him, him, him and him
f*ck your mama, f*ck your daddy, f*ck your son, f*ck them
f*ck 2 Opp, f*ck PJ, when I see 'em, shoot at them
I be screamin' off, I don't do [?]
That's some rich shit, super slim
Workin' her out like we at the gym
Bitch, I still be rockin' my Timbs
Only reason why I ain't say f*ck the Northside yet 'cause I f*ck with Grim
Why these niggas ain't pull up on Lil Boston yet? 'Cause I'm super trim

[Interlude]
Uh, uh, uh, uh
I'm f*ckin' up in this Maybach, brand-new year
Don't even talk to me, he ain't ready to pop no pills
I got niggas that's younger than me that's down to kill, uh-huh

[Verse 2]
Leave my bitch and go be with a dancer
She got love handles, too hard to handle, uh
Only bitch I ain't get to f*ck in the city was Manda, huh
Now I'm too turnt for the bitch, I can't even smash her, huh
I bought a PS5 from out the bando
75K on my teeth, they goin' to land, though
I probably done f*cked most of the baddies in Orlando, huh
You can suck however you want, just use your hands, though

[Chorus]
Mm, ayy, trenches nigga, I got super flavor
You can go back, ask her how much money I done gave her
She can be the baddest in the ride, I'll still trade her
Don't give no f*cks if the bitch done cheated, I done played first