Not to Mention Lyrics By Real Boston Richey
Niggas in competition, mm, but I know niggas tripping
I spend 300k on my pen and 200k on what I’m whippin’
And, no, y’all not the mentees, hella bred up on my bitches
You know who did them killings, everybody over here
Flop a bitch, if she don’t listen
wake up, bitch, go clean my dishes
I’m too turnt to rock them dickies, turnt, n***a, on Roger Vinci
Bitch, I’m too turnt for them kissies, save it for that n***a that’s with you
Bitch, love Boston and never hit you
I’m that n***a that’ll come and get you
When your n***a kick you out, take you back up to my spot
Penthouse, top floor, this shit your n***a ain’t even got
Before I was trapped in Hubba Bubba, me and Ray was hittin’ the pot
Dirt road, trapped and hard, tryna run up me or not
I can do what I want, hit the Juul and buy me a bitch a Tennis
I go do what they don’t, fuck a bitch then buy the bitch a Pendant
Buy some shit they want, n****s hatin’, but I keep on shittin’
I ain’t never miss no dentist trap, n***a, I got perfect attendance
Trap at the Stola, n***a, we winnin’, swangin’ that Pola, n***a, I’m with it
Give me them bowls and I’ma go get it, n****s be hoes, they can’t fit it
You ain’t my bro, n***a, I ain’t friendly, what a coat, n***a,
I’ma hit it Fuck that bitch until I’m finished
I can blow this shit in a minute
I can blow this shit,
I can blow this shit in a minute
I can blow this shit, n***a,
I can buy a bitch a Tennis
I can blow this shit, n***a,
I can blow this shit in a minute
I can blow this shit, I can go and buy a bitch some Tennis
I can blow it like I made the dollar bill myself
I got my n****s with me, I ain’t run this shit all by myself
It cost a drunk like this, lil’ n***a, you better watch your step
If you ain’t friendly, southside fuck, n***a, I don’t need your help
The bitch ain’t movin’ right, it’s on the right, the bitch get left
Take my pain out on a bitch, she gotta feel all what I felt
If a bitch fuck on my brothers, that’s some shit I can’t accept
But a bitch fuck on another, n***a, that’s something I can’t accept
Check me out up in the city, Boston Richie havin’ rep
Bitch, I’m trappin’ everything, but I’m scared to trap that milk
All these brooms we got over here, n***a, play, you gettin’ swept
Bitch, don’t talk to Boston Richie, you got dick up on your bros
I can blow this shit,
I can blow this shit in a minute
I can blow this shit, n***a, I can buy a bitch a Tennis
I can blow this shit, n***a, I can blow this shit in a minute
I can blow this shit, I can go and buy a bitch some Tennis
I can blow this shit, n***a, I can buy a bitch some Tennis