Future, Real Boston Richey - I Want You lyrics
Future [Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Future, Real Boston Richey - I Want You lyrics]
Like, what you want?
(This a Kashflow production)
Uh, like what you want?
Uh
(Run it back Playboi)
We need beams and Yerc', you scared
To turn it up, nigga
Go to church
I ain't bougie
I'll take some bubba plate just for a verse
I just sport a whole 'nother nigga bitch
Like his and hers
Before I ever bought a foreign
My mind was set on gettin' a 'Vert
Ol' cappin' ass nigga
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
I don't be rollin' with none of
These hoes, I swear to God
I'm just a flirt
When them bows 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 nigga
She can pick whatever purse
Gotta know that I'm that nigga
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 nigga want is a bird
Sippin' heavy syrup
That why when I talk my words slur
I want you
A nigga want you
I want you
And I need you
I want you
Tryna spoil you
You my girl
And I want you
We need beams and Yerc', you scared
To turn it up, nigga
Go to church
I ain't bougie
I'll take some bubba plate just for a verse
I just sport a whole 'nother nigga bitch
Like his and hers
Before I ever bought a foreign
My mind was set on gettin' a 'Vert
Ol' cappin' ass nigga
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)
Ol' cappin' ass nigga
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
Niggas 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 nigga for manslaughter
Just for how I be dressin'
(Pluto)
Had to fuck this nigga 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 nigga
Treat her like she nothin'
Makin' movies nigga
Makin' money rain like confetti
We need beams and Yerc', you scared
To turn it up, nigga
Go to church
I ain't bougie
I'll take some bubba plate just for a verse
I just sport a whole 'nother nigga bitch
Like his and hers
Before I ever bought a foreign
My mind was set on gettin' a 'Vert
Ol' cappin' ass nigga
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