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Real Boston Richey

Navy Seals

 

Navy Seals

(album: Public Housing - 2022)


[Real Boston Richey:]
Uh, they all be on some clout shit all the time
I don't want— I ain't on no shit like that
(Ayy, 40, what that is?)
Mhm, uh, uh

Big old choppers like Navy SEALs, uh, uh
Don't take them shits, them pressed on pills, uh
Take them hoes' phones when they here
I gotta move every last pack in here
It's the first, I gotta pay some bills
Uh, they hit the trap, you better not squeal
I respect my elders, but 'bout that money, I gotta serve my peers
Watch how I'm swerving when I'm in traffic whenever I got that steel
Them crackers bogus, how the fuck they gave Rube nine years?
But that's just how it is

Trapping and rapping and running up Ms
My mama told me to guard your eyes and guard your fucking ears
So what that mean, lil' nigga? You gotta watch out for what you hear
These niggas'll tell you some bullshit and tell you it's real spill
Nigga, that's real deal
Uh, get it how we live
I know whoopty whoop done smacked a nigga, he got real kills
Whoopty whoop shot what's his name, nigga, they on real drills
I lost that cheese up on that plane, nigga, I shed real tears
I'm tryna get back still
Uh, nigga, I dare a nigga to slap me like he Will Smith
I get that dial, I pull up a hundred guns just like I'm Tip
Woo, woo, kill that boy, I fuck with Kill Bill
Play with B, I eat your plate just like a Sunday meal (Yeah)

Big old choppers like Navy SEALs, uh, uh
Don't take them shits, them pressed on pills, uh
Take them hoes' phones when they here
I gotta move every last pack in here
It's the first, I gotta pay some bills
Uh, they hit the trap, you better not squeal
I respect my elders, but 'bout that money, I gotta serve my peers
Watch how I'm swerving when I'm in traffic whenever I got that steel
Them crackers bogus, how the fuck they gave Rube nine years?
But that's just how it is

[Kodak Black:]
That just how it be
Lil Syko and Lil Crix a Blood, why the fuck they signed to me?
'Cause nothing bigger than the B and that's just how I see it
I'm the last man standing, don't nothing come behind the Z
Cross a nigga out, swap a nigga out, I'm rocking how I please
I got different gangs, differents states riding for me
And off top, Kodak the boss, that mean they sliding for me
I just been vibing, I start wilding again and fire up the streets
I'm a real hitter, I don't need no hitter, real niggas vouching
And I ain't talking 'bout Massachusetts, but I fuck with Boston
I let my power hit that powder, now he Kodak Bopping
I was on route with them Dilaudids, I was selling Roxies
Thirty for the D's

[Real Boston Richey:]
Big old choppers like Navy SEALs, uh, uh
Don't take them shits, them pressed on pills, uh
Take them hoes' phones when they here
I gotta move every last pack in here
It's the first, I gotta pay some bills
Uh, they hit the trap, you better not squeal
I respect my elders, but 'bout that money, I gotta serve my peers
Watch how I'm swerving when I'm in traffic whenever I got that steel
Them crackers bogus, how the fuck they gave Rube nine years?
But that's just how it is

[Lil Crix:]
That's just how it is
I don't like lil' bruh, so I'ma turn around and fuck his bitch
Certified, before I let 'em snake me, I'ma catch the pick (Ayy, ayy)
Ain't gotta react to nothing I see on the 'net 'cause I'ma get 'em hit
Niggas slide, they getting flipped
Ayy, serve the boy a pack from Boston and go give it to Richey
First time in Tally with this nigga, I'm like, "Ayy, pass the switchy"
Signed a deal, chain and watch cost more than a brick (Ayy)
Nigga getting hit with a hundred, he try to take my shit, on God

[Real Boston Richey:]
Big old choppers like Navy SEALs, uh, uh
Don't take them shits, them pressed on pills, uh
Take them hoes' phones when they here
I gotta move every last pack in here
It's the first, I gotta pay some bills
Uh, they hit the trap, you better not squeal
I respect my elders, but 'bout that money, I gotta serve my peers
Watch how I'm swerving when I'm in traffic whenever I got that steel
Them crackers bogus, how the fuck they gave Rube nine years?
But that's just how it is

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