[Lyric] Keep dissing (Real Boston Richey)

I’ll blow that shit bitch ain’t stingy
You can slide around with boston if yo top different
Every time I turn around they say an opp missing
Wanna no why niggas dying,cause niggas keep dissing
But ion get in that
I’m steady racking up them chickens
I wanna hit the booth but I’m stuck up in them trenches
I bang that 5 like but I want 6 hoes with me like I’m nipsey
Fucking hoes and keying doors that’s just how we living
She done popped an Adderall now she say she miss me
She gone pull up and eat it all only when she tipsy
Rubbing circle around these hoes, treat them like a frisbee
Why tf these ig hoes always tryna temp me
Damn I swear I hate a bitch who want all attention
Bitch you tripping I got enough cheese to buy a Richie
I told my dawg don’t pop no more of them yercs, he be in his feelings
I’m tryna fly her out to Turk but damn this bitch they tripping
You know I left her feeling hurt I can feel the tension
Tied of putting niggas on and they don’t do nothing with it
I’m tied of niggas saying they on but they never spin it
I’m tied of bitches shacking ass get mad when I won’t hit it
’ll blow that shit bitch ain’t stingy
You can slide around with boston if yo top different
Every time I turn around they say an opp missing
Wanna no why niggas dying cause niggas keep dissing