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[intro]
f_ck, d_mn
man, that sh_t seemed real
i just had a crazy_ass dream, sh_t crazy, i’ma tell you about it, though
(keem, you wrong for that one), uh

[verse]
let me tell you ’bout this b_tch i met, b_tch sweet like a peppermint
body, she on coke bottle, d_mn, this b_tch here heaven_sent
found the b_tch on ig, dm’d her like, “who you f_ckin’ with?”
she replied, “n0body,” i’m like, “can we go on us a date and sh_t?”
she replied like, “okay, cool,” i’m like d_mn, she with it, with it
now it’s time to get my sh_t cleaned up, ain’t have one in a minute
8 p.m. thе link_up time, almost time to go get litty
shе done sent the addy to her crib, this b_tch stay in the city
now she got me second guessin’, over there, that sh_t get wicked
should i drive to the b_tch or let the lil’ b_tch come and get me?
i was contemplatin’ should i take a risk ridin’ with the switchy?
i don’t want the b_tch get my lo’ and i don’t wanna have to ride back with it
crackers sn_tchin’ sh_t off the stroll, i ain’t tryna go get no sentence
f_ck it, i can’t die tonight, i gotta ride with one of my glizzys
f_ck it, i go pick her up
walk outside lookin’ like megan thee stallion, this b_tch here thick as f_ck
waist on skinny, petite, real pretty, titties sittin’ up
and she got her lips done, lookin’ like she want the d_ck to suck
if she give me that vibe tonight, i swear to god i’ma finish her
but, nah, let me handle up
she ain’t never f_cked with no boss n_gga, so me, i’ma send her up
she thought we was slidin’ barber truck, bae, this a bentley truck
tryna flex on all her friends with the phone, but they ain’t pickin’ up
made a right on sunny isles
crackers’ll take your ass to jail so, bae, i gotta slow it down
told her to play “i want you” by boston richey, she bust out in smiles
sure won’t buy you tory burch, you f_ck me good, might bust you down
baby gotta hold it down
pull up to the restaurant
smokin’ big blunts, told her don’t be shy, i see the best in her
walk with confidence, you got a rich n_gga standin’ next to you
can’t be stuntin’ these b_tches, they’ll troll you and get the best of you
now an hour passed by, we done pulled off from the spot we eatin’
she keep textin’ on her phone, i see it say, “where we meetin’?”
real player, i play it smooth, i don’t say what i be peepin’
i think she don’t peep the vibe, she done bust out, “did you see me?”
i say, “what you was talkin’ ’bout?” she like, “boston, what you mean?”
she say, “i mean, my friend tryna come, you who we tryna please”
is i’m thinkin’ way too hard or this sh_t here really easy?
hope that paper make her go, hope this b_tch don’t try to tease me
f_ck it, i’ma take it down, go’n and send your friend the lo’
perfect timing, i need some rubbers and we passin’ by the store
you know how i f_ck around, buy a strong back on the low
take it back, i’m drinkin’ a red bull while walkin’ out the door
walk out, who the f_ck this is?
this b_tch thicker than the b_tch i got in the car, this b_tch like twerk at liv
this b_tch look funny as f_ck, this b_tch got too many clothes on, what it is?
they say they gon’ take me down and turn me up, i’m all ears
i mean, i ain’t got four legs, but i’ma show a b_tch what a dog is
i’m wreckin’ sh_t, but these b_tches don’t even know i don’t play on a ball field, huh
okay, we walk up in the room, b_tches strippin’ off the vert
one rubbin’ my back, the other one grabbin’ my d_ck like, “oh yeah, this sh_t merch”
she like, “you can f_ck me hard, go in deep, that sh_t don’t hurt”
before i do that, y’all gotta eat it up, b_tch, you know what boston worth?
okay, now both done dropped the head
lookin’ up to the sky like i gotta tell my n_ggas that’s in the feds
one look like the old trina, one black as f_ck with curls in her head
bouncin’ on that d_ck, she screamin’, rock your world up in this bed
i ain’t gon’ lie, i’m goin’ out sad, she got me curlin’ up under the head
one of ’em wouldn’t get all the way undressed
b_tch tryna work her move on me, say, “i suck the d_ck while i’m fresh”
you would think it’s halloween, this b_tch done popped out with a vest
d_mn, i think i need some rest, i’m prayin’ i stay blessed
crackers done rushed up in my room, jumpin’ up like, “what the f_ck?”
they wavin’ guns, sh_t, i can’t really see, i think i’m gettin’ stuck
it’s so much smoke, lights flashin’, sh_t, i’m thinkin’ should i go buck?
i grab my sh_t just to jump out the window, the crackers say, “i’ll wet you up”
what the f_ck is goin’ on? how the f_ck this sh_t went up?
why the f_ck y’all got me handcuffed? why y’all goin’ through all my stuff?
he like, “mr. foster, calm down, we’ve been watchin’ you for ten months”
i’m kinda agitated, but i ain’t trippin’, i know this n_gga smell like he smoke blunts
“i’ve tried that flavor for a while, sir, you smell exactly just like runtz”
look around the room, only n_gga talkin’ is one person, the rest ain’t sayin’ nothin’
he ain’t read me my miranda rights or search me down or doin’ nothin’
he totin’ a hi_point, i’m thinkin’ in my head like, “this sh_t here a front”
okay, now i’m finna work my move
they ain’t search me down, he don’t know in my left pocket, i got a tool
they don’t i’m cool with the pistol, sw_ng that b_tch like tom cruise
b_tch i sn_tched up first lookin’ at me, givin’ me the eye like, “don’t work your move”
gave her the eye back like, “this sh_t i’m finna do, them p_ssies can’t even do”

- real boston richey

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