Real Boston Richey - Ain't Right lyrics

Uh, uh, she wanna
She wanna fuck me twice, uh
I can't fuck her once, uh
She gotta fuck Uh, uh, uh
I ain't uh, uh, uh, uh
(Known to let that MAC fly
Just like my nigga Doe, baow) uh, uh, uh

Uh, if it's white, it ain't right
If it's cocaine, then it's alright
But, I don't fuck around with my
Nose, I'm talkin' 'bout trappin', alright?
Okay, I fuck all with these hoes, hmm
I fuck her to Barry White
Okay, I fuck her, that's his wife
I'm trappin' that propane, bae, it's life
I strike out like Usain, I get out of sight
I pull up in Mulsanne, this all white
I pull in the black thing, Maybach light
I cut off my young thing
That pussy too tight


Plus I don't like no bitch that fight
I like a house bitch that clean up nice
I like the mouth, bitch
I'll get you a flight
You do it right, bitch, I'ma
Get you some ice, hmm

Move like a thief in the night
Trappin' out four and a baby
I'm way too hip, these bitches can't play me
I'm in too deep, God can't even save me
I take that back, well, he the one made me
Rich-ass nigga, I'm the one made them lazy
I'm the one turn a bitch designer bag crazy
I'm the one that went and
Bought a bitch first Rollie
I'm the one that went and
Bought a bitch first Rover
Flexin' on the 'Gram, pussy-ass nigga owe me
When I go shoppin', nigga
I don't ask the total
Ballin' on them niggas' ass like Lamar Odom
Sayin' I'm the one
But, I know I been told 'em (Uh)
Bust his ass up, talkin' straight up fold him
Slap his ass down
Talkin' straight up hoed him
'Member them days I was
Trappin' on the corner
Boy, I'm tired of lookin' over my shoulder
Big pinky ring get big as a boulder
I'm trappin' and rappin'
Tryna close that folder
All these days, niggas steady gettin' older
Childish-ass bitch actin' like
She gettin' growner
I do it for the hood like Adrien Broner
Free YSL, real young stoner

Uh, if it's white, it ain't right
If it's cocaine, then it's alright
But, I don't fuck around with my
Nose, I'm talkin' 'bout trappin', alright?
Okay, I fuck all with these hoes, hmm
I fuck her to Barry White
Okay, I fuck her, that's his wife
I'm trappin' that propane, bae, it's life
I strike out like Usain, I get out of sight
I pull up in Mulsanne, this all white
I pull in the black thing, Maybach light
I cut off my young thing
That pussy too tight
Plus I don't like no bitch that fight
I like a house bitch that clean up nice
I like the mouth, bitch
I'll get you a flight
You do it right, bitch, I'ma get you some ice

I don't like none of these IG hoes
I like all my bitches out the ghetto
Mean-ass bitch, can't even get a hello
Hold the trap down
Got her thuggin' in the bando
It ain't shit that she can't handle
When she slide, she hold my hammer
Big-ass pants like MC Hammer
How many bad bitches fit in a Phantom?
Westside bitch say this her anthem
Eat it all up, ain't got no manners
Trappin' that Tony, ain't no Montana
Trappin' white girl, we call that Hannah
I'ma keep it P, can't give a ho nothin'
Unless she my bitch, then she fuckin'
If she my bitch, then she suckin'
Yeah, that's my bitch, keep on truckin'
Roll right past a bitch, it ain't nothin'
Generation 5 came in with a button
Servin' them pies, got me outside stuntin'
I don't tell lies, bitch
I keep shit a hundred
Know the bitch fuckin' when
She start movin' funny
Downgraded from a rich nigga
Fuckin' on a bummy
And I doubled back, fucked on all them hoes
Say they wan' stunt me

Uh, if it's white, it ain't right
If it's cocaine, then it's alright
But, I don't fuck around with my
Nose, I'm talkin' 'bout trappin', alright?
Okay, I fuck all with these hoes, hmm
I fuck her to Barry White
Okay, I fuck her, that's his wife
I'm trappin' that propane, bae, it's life
I strike out like Usain, I get out of sight
I pull up in Mulsanne, this all white
I pull in the black thing, Maybach light
I cut off my young thing
That pussy too tight
Plus I don't like no bitch that fight
I like a house bitch that clean up nice
I like the mouth, bitch
I'll get you a flight
You do it right, bitch, I'ma
Get you some ice, hmm