letra de trenches - real boston richey
[intro]
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uh, huh, huh, uh
[verse 1]
do your thing, b-tch, boston ain’t even mad at you
your baby daddy broke as f-ck, that’s why that n-gga be sad actin’
me and my n-ggas, we bossin’ up, but we can’t laugh at her
take that n-gga to take you out to eat, then throw the tab at him
bring up a tab and i’ma grant your wishes
can’t let ’em catch me slippin’, i only talk that brick talk in the trenches
project baby, you let me stay, i’ll pay the bill and do the dishes
[chorus]
can’t speak for other n-ggas, but all trap n-ggas, they like bad b-tches
mm, mm, all trap n-ggas, they like bad b-tches
mm, mm, all trap n-ggas, they like bad b-tches
mm, n-ggas be pressin’ all them b-ttons, we already had switchеs
[verse 2]
go pay your b-tch bills or i will, n-gga, my bag different
hold on, hold on, n-gga, i brag differеnt
took the b-tch down to miami, now she got her ass different
whole ‘nother b-tch happy, now she come through straight g-wag’ whippin’
tip her hat to real players, now she wearin’ her hat different (skrrt, skrrt)
jump in a maybach, skrrt off, pass n-ggas
drip you in bottega, b-tch, i’m nothin’ like your last n-gga
show you a half a ticket, i’m a young n-gga, but i’m a trap n-gga
just like that ass— b-tch, we really done clapped n-ggas
take a skinny ho, go to the doctor and get her ass bigger
lil’ n-gga tryna ride my wave just like a surfer, these n-ggas some raft rifters
i ain’t trippin’ when i got that switch, n-gga, i’ll murk you, it got a fast trigger
i ain’t trippin’ whenever i hurt, i just wake up, go buy a bag, n-gga
[chorus]
can’t speak for other n-ggas, but all trap n-ggas, they like bad b-tches
mm, mm, all trap n-ggas, they like bad b-tches
mm, mm, all trap n-ggas, they like bad b-tches
mm, n-ggas be pressin’ all them b-ttons, we already had switches
[verse 3]
real trap n-ggas don’t like no sad b-tches
tryna get my d-ck sucked, we already past kisses
quick to kick her up out my whip, don’t f-ck with lame b-tches
when you f-ck a rich n-gga, the fame came with it
mmm, a n-gga ain’t wanna tint you up, he say it came tinted
n-gga ain’t wanna get that bumper fixed, it came dented
you need a rich n-gga in your life, we ain’t lame kickin’
come through super coupe on all these b-tches, lane switchin’ (skrrt, skrrt)
you slidin’ it with the biggest b, no bentley coupe
bought the b-tch her first bottega bag, b-tch, i invented you
i can’t bring up what i bought a b-tch ’cause i’m too in the loop
’cause know she hold it down and she gon’ pull up, get them rentals too
mm, i’m rubbin’ on your ass, lil’ b-tch, i’m feelin’ you
soon as i get that in ‘migo my system, you know i’m bendin’ through
don’t ask me what i’m doin’, b-tch, you know what i’m tryna get into
catch me when i’m hot and ready, catch me when i’m in my mood
[chorus]
can’t speak for other n-ggas, but all trap n-ggas, they like bad b-tches
mm, mm, all trap n-ggas, they like bad b-tches
mm, mm, all trap n-ggas, they like bad b-tches
mm, n-ggas be pressin’ all them b-ttons, we already had switches
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