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by

Real Boston Richey



[Intro]
Runnin' through a light
If she do it right (Ha)
I might buy her ice
Yeah, n*gga, Richey Rich, n*gga
Prince of Bub', all that sh*t, n*gga
Mr. Goyard Baggage himself

[Chorus]
Young n*gga ridin' strikes
Shootin' sh*t on sight (yeah)
Grippin' on that pipe (Mmm)
Runnin' through the light (Huh)
If she treat me right, I might buy her ice (Haha)
sh*t go down tonight, I might turn you to my wife (Yeah, Yeah)
Want you to be just like me, I'ma get you icy
n*ggas tryin' to snipe me, they lookin' up my type beats
Like my b*tches pricey, and I like 'em feisty (Mmm, mm)
b*tches tryna entice me, I'ma play it shiesty (Yeah, Yeah)

[Verse 1]
I got my switch up in thе A, don't wanna hit right
They goin' against whatever I say, n*gga, that's unlikеly
Long as she doing whatever I say, I'ma treat her nicely (Nice, yeah)
Richey Rich, I'm double R, n*gga, I move rightly (Yeah)
Won't hit yo' b*tch, been in it too long, it don't excite me (Mmm)
I'm out on bond, but I still keep that sh*t beside me
I put sh*t down, just like a coach, he'll take a right knee
If sh*t go down when n*ggas be dying, this just where I'll be (Mmm)
[Chorus]
Young n*gga ridin' strikes (Yeah)
Shootin' sh*t on sight (Mmm)
Grippin' on that pipe (Yeah)
Runnin' through the light (Yeah, yeah)
If she treat me right, I might buy her ice (Yeah)
sh*t go down tonight, I might turn you to my wife (Mmm)
Want you to be just like me, I'ma get you icy
n*ggas tryin' to snipe me, they lookin' up my type beats (Yeah, mmm)
Like my b*tches pricey, and I like 'em feisty
b*tches tryin' to entice me, I'ma play it shiesty

[Verse 2]
I like bad b*tches that keep it wavy (Wavy)
I like bad b*tches that never played me (Never play me)
f*ck her good, I'm tryna turn her crazy
Leave it in, you gotta have my baby (That's my baby)
I been out here screamin' "f*ck you, pay me" (Mmm, mmm)
I been movin' right, they movin' shady (Shady)
If it ain't you, I use a rubber, I play it safely (Play it safely)
If it ain't you, I use a rubber, I play it safely (Play it safely)
How you love that n*gga? He f*ck you lazy (Lazy)
He ain't even bought you no bag, he be playin' fugazi (Games)
No matter about my past, this sh*t'll never be the same (Mmm)
Damn near hit the club still flex on hoes just wearing a chain (Yeah)
If rap don't work, I'm back to sellin' bags, for sh*t, fasho
My face so good up in the hood, I set up shop at any store (Mmm)
n*gga play with me in the city, I get a b*tch drop every loc'
Even when I went to prison, n*ggas ain't play when I dropped the soap (Mmm)
Ayy, gotta take it easy, crackers want that smoke
'Fore I dropped that weed game, I was sellin' dope
Ayy, n*ggas know what we bang, way before I spoke
Ayy, n*ggas playin' creep games, put him on that dope
Ayy, most of my n*ggas bleedin', some of my n*ggas Loc
Ayy, all my n*ggas deep in, none of my n*ggas no ho (Yeah)
You ain't never leavin' that's for sh*t, fasho
Ayy, n*ggas think they leadin', time to up the score
[Chorus]
Young n*gga ridin' strikes (Woo)
Shootin' sh*t on sight (Yeah)
Grippin' on that pipe (Mmm)
Runnin' through the light (Hmm)
If she treat me right, I might buy her ice
sh*t go down tonight, I might turn you to my wife (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Want you to be just like me, I'ma get you icy (Woo, mmm)
n*ggas tryin' to snipe me, they lookin' up my type beats (Pow)
Like my b*tches pricey, and I like 'em feisty (Mmm, mmm, yeah)
b*tches tryin' to entice me, I'ma play it shiesty (Woo)
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