[Intro: Real Boston Richey]
Uh, fuck goin' on?
Like, what you want?
(This a Kashflow production)
Uh, like what you want?
Uh
(Run it back Playboi)

[Chorus: Real Boston Richey]
We need beams and Yerc’, you scared to turn it up, n***a, go to church
I ain't bougie, I'll take some bubba plate just for a verse
I just sport a whole ’nother n***a bitch, like his and hers
Before I ever bought a foreign, my mind was set on gettin' a 'Vert
Ol' cappin' ass n***a, stop buyin' that girl Tory Burch
Say you ran it up while you was on the slab and put in work
Got that girl all out of seas, why you ain't Gucci her?
Fuck 'round killed her off that Strong Back, now, she say her coochie hurt

[Verse 1: Real Boston Richey]
I don’t be wantin’ with none of these hoes, I swear to God, I'm just a flirt
When them bowls come in, we get ’em gone, we handle business first
Told my girl it's her world, but, she still walkin' on my Earth
Told that bitch I ain't her n***a, she can pick whatever purse
Gotta know that I’m that n***a, you can tell just by my shirt
Before I got some racks, I ain't have no life, I was posted on the curb
Tryna make a serve
Only thing a n***a want is a bird
Sippin' heavy syrup, that why when I talk my words slur
[Bridge: Real Boston Richey]
I want you
A n***a want you
I want you
And I need you
I want you
Tryna spoil you
You my girl
And I want you

[Chorus: Real Boston Richey & Future]
We need beams and Yerc', you scared to turn it up, n***a, go to church
I ain't bougie, I'll take some bubba plate just for a verse
I just sport a whole 'nother n***a bitch, like his and hers
Before I ever bought a foreign, my mind was set on gettin' a 'Vert
Ol' cappin' ass n***a, stop buyin' that girl Tory Burch
Say you ran it up while you was on the slab and put in work
Got that girl all out of seas, why you ain't Gucci her?
Fuck 'round killed her off that Strong Back, now, she say her coochie hurt (Pluto, pluto)

[Verse 2: Future]
Ol' cappin' ass n***a, you ain't never been on no heist
If I wasn't rappin', I'd be trappin', sellin' dope, still puttin' on ice
Got my Prada mask on, fuckin' yo' bitch, free Pooh Shiesty (Slatt)
Drippin' Gucci on my ho, splashin' Pucci on my wife
N***as gettin' they nose wiped
I'm in the club with two pipes
I been takin' drugs, lookin' like a plug, high as a kite
They gon' charge a n***a for manslaughter just for how I be dressin' (Pluto)
Had to fuck this n***a bitch, owe me money, think he finessin'
And I know my dawg ain't no ho, they go hell when they stretch him
I'm a boss and that's for sure, put my main bitch in baguette
A bougie bitch, I'ma a street n***a, treat her like she nothin'
Makin' movies n***a, makin' money rain like confetti
[Chorus: Real Boston Richey]
We need beams and Yerc', you scared to turn it up, n***a, go to church
I ain't bougie, I'll take some bubba plate just for a verse
I just sport a whole 'nother n***a bitch, like his and hers
Before I ever bought a foreign, my mind was set on gettin' a 'Vert
Ol' cappin' ass n***a, stop buyin' that girl Tory Burch
Say you ran it up while you was on the slab and put in work
Got that girl all out of seas, why you ain't Gucci her?
Fuck 'round killed her off that Strong Back, now, she say her coochie hurt

[Outro: Real Boston Richey]
I want you
Ain't tryna bore you
I'm for you
I want to
I'm on you 'cause I want you
I get home, put you down in Marni
I get home, put you down in Marni
Heard you're on me, I kept throwing money
Heard they're on me, I keep that chopper on reach (On me)
That's that dome piece, I kept that on, on me