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real boston richey - new wave lyrics

[intro]
can we go back home?
go back to my place?
uh, uh, uh, uh
uh, hm
(d_mn, pablo)

[chorus]
yeah, can we go back home?
go back to my place?
new wave
n_gga, i’m drippin’ tax ’cause i’m the new age
ho, i’ll pipe you up, drip you up in saint [?]
but i don’t listen, b_tch, i only listen to what my funds say
this a porsche coupe, red guts leakin’ on the broadway
bring them wh0res through, b_tch, we ain’t chillin’, this ain’t a spa date
i’m gonna avoid you, b_tch, you playin’ h_lla games like parlay
i’m tryna warn you, these youngins shoot whenever i say

[verse 1]
i’m forever out here trappin’ bags
ridin’ fast cars, n_gga, i’m out here livin’ fast
fell out with a couple n_ggas, these days, i’m kind of glad
cheated on a couple b_tches, some days, i want ’em back
’cause i done did ’em sad
she say that she hate broke b_tches, i’m like, “me too”
the type that play it rich, but you know them b_tches be see_through
the type that say, “i left my card at home,” yeah, we onto you
i done piped it up, only rich b_tches up in this booth
i done piped it up, now when i slide, it’s stars up in the roof
he got more than who? b_tch, a rich n_gga walked up in this room
teach you how to be around a rich n_gga, b_tch, cut that attitude
you could be my queen, never drip you in alexander, boo
i’ma be your king, type of n_gga stay down, boss you up
you know what i did, but on the ‘gram, bae, ain’t f_ckin’ up
you take lil’ b back one more time, bae, it won’t cost you nothin’
hitter done popped his top, now when he move, he move cautious, huh?
[chorus]
can we go back home?
go back to my place?
new wave
n_gga, i’m drippin’ tax ’cause i’m the new age
ho, i’ll pipe you up, drip you up in saint [?]
but i don’t listen, b_tch, i only listen to what my funds say
this a porsche coupe, red guts leakin’ on the broadway
bring them wh0res through, b_tch, we ain’t chillin’, this ain’t a spa date
i’m gonna avoid you, b_tch, you playin’ h_lla games like parlay
i’m tryna warn you, these youngins shoot whenever i say

[verse 2]
uh, all them times it was hard, i ran it up alone
uh, every day i’m gone, my mama call my phone
uh, uh, all these cars i bought, i never got a loan
uh, uh, all these times we f_cked, we never got along
b_tch look like [?][2:07], okay, bring it on
none of these b_tches can’t even fool me, they can’t lead me on
i make you mad, then eat that p_ssy like filet mignon
bad b_tches support me, her n_gga hate my songs
uh, all these things in my head just like a chromosome
i learnt myself, i burnt my hand when i was home alone
n_ggas keep on dyin’, p_ssy b_tch, you better keep your chrome
slippers count, so when you move, be on point, ’cause slippers don’t
all this sh_t i did, i’ll never tell a n_gga some sh_t i won’t
i done seen a n_gga get his sh_t split, don’t ask me what i’m on
it’s late as f_ck, i’m tryna f_ck, don’t ask me what i’m on
try to run another milli’ up, you ask, “what boston on?”
a b_tch embarrassin’ me, still’ll wake up and probably call her phone
a b_tch went down on me, swear to god, i ain’t have to leave the phone
the feds tappin’ in, so when you want it, call my people phone
she put the police on me, that’s the only way i’ma leave her ‘lone
[chorus]
can we go back home?
go back to my place?
new wave
n_gga, i’m drippin’ tax ’cause i’m the new age
ho, i’ll pipe you up, drip you up in saint [?]
but i don’t listen, b_tch, i only listen to what my funds say
this a porsche coupe, red guts leakin’ on the broadway
bring them wh0res through, b_tch, we ain’t chillin’, this ain’t a spa date
i’m gonna avoid you, b_tch, you playin’ h_lla games like parlay
i’m tryna warn you, these youngins shoot whenever i say

- real boston richey lyrics

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