Real Boston Richey - Keep Dissing lyrics

Let's go, let's go
Manpack that ship up man
We gotta get up out this bitch

I'll blow that shit bitch I ain't stingy
You can slide around with Boston
If yo' top different
Every time I turn around
They say an opp missing
Wanna know why niggas dying
'cause niggas keep dissing

But I don't get in that
I'm steady rackin' up them chickens
I wanna hit the booth but I'm
Stuck up in them trenches
I bang that five but I want six
Hoes with me like I'm Nipsey
Fucking hoes and keying doors that's
Just how we livin'

She done popped an Adderall now
She say she miss me
She gone pull up and eat it all
Only when she tipsy
Runnin' circles around these hoes
Treat them like a frisbee
Why the fuck these IG hoes
Always tryna tempt me
Damn, I swear I hate a bitch
Who want all the attention
Bitch you trippin'
I got enough cheese I could buy a Richie
I told my dawg don't pop
No more of them Percs
He be in his feelings
I'm tryna fly her out to Turk
But damn this bitch they trippin'
You know I left her feelin' hurt
I can feel the tension
Tired of putting niggas on and they
Don't do nothing with it
I'm tired of niggas saying they on
But they never spin it
I'm tired of bitches shakin' ass, get mad
When I won't hit it

I'll blow that shit bitch I ain't stingy
You can slide around with Boston
If yo' top different
Every time I turn around
They say an opp missing
Wanna know why niggas dying
'cause niggas keep dissing

But I don't get in that
I'm steady rackin' up them chickens
I wanna hit the booth but I'm
Stuck up in them trenches
I bang that five but I want six
Hoes with me like I'm Nipsey
Fucking hoes and keying doors that's
Just how we livin'

Niggas knowin' where we bang
Never go out against the grave
We've been knockin' shit down
From the streets
The Chain Gang
Slidin' 'round with the Drac'
Get the "Wow" wood-grained
Call my dawg a "Fuck Nigga"
It's just a Florida thing
I don't wanna go to no more parties
Call me Coi Leray
And all my exes think I'm lit
Load 'em bitches where they stay
God, I knew that life's a bitch
But we pray for better day
Every nigga that play with Boston
Gotta put it in they face
Seen these trolls hit the block
Had to go the other way
Remember putting it down on Keith Street
That was just the other day
Fuck a twenty-eight, his first shot
We came through and escalate
Quick to cross yo' partner out
Nigga we the renegades

I'll blow that shit bitch I ain't stingy
You can slide around with Boston
If yo' top different
Every time I turn around
They say an opp missing
Wanna know why niggas dying
'cause niggas keep dissing

But I don't get in that
I'm steady rackin' up them chickens
I wanna hit the booth but I'm
Stuck up in them trenches
I bang that five but I want six
Hoes with me like I'm Nipsey
Fucking hoes and keying doors that's
Just how we livin'