XXL Freshman Freestyle: Real Boston Richey

Lyrics

[Verse] Rose gold Patek one-eighty-five, perfect timing Dank and Lock gon' hold the trap down just like a lineman Beat her doony down that bitch gon' need a new alignment Shoot if it go down, nigga, I don't just be rhymin' I done popped that nigga bubble, that man there he tried to pop it Got your chain and your car took, nigga, your ass flockin' You know I fuck with Pompano, I hit the club on Kodak boppin' You see me fly to L.A., I'm buyin' bubbles while I'm shoppin' You see me with your bitch, her head down, I'm gettin' noggin Police hit the lights, go and ask 'em, I ain't stoppin' Ridge Road youngin, raised up a real problem Nobody die from my hood yet, we ain't droppin' A different class, I'm special ed, all I see is red I done upgraded my vision, different swag with a different head By the time you get another car you gon' have some scrawn legs I never brag about a bitch that's known for giving head I be doped up off the meds I love my nappy fro nigga, I ain't tryna grow my dreads Ziru brought twenty plates the same day he went to feds I told her about a pussy and I fucked and left her dead All these niggas pussy, bitch you heard about what I said Killing Cajun women 'cause they're young alright, they gon' swim in lead They done swung the choppa, almost hit lil what's-his-name in his head Forty rack nigga, Boston cummin' on all these niggas' heads Troy lackin' at the hookah bar, I bust his fuckin' head Me and Lock gon' stomp 'em out, Momma left his ass dead Nigga, I'm Soo Woo banging nigga, told you all I see is red Fuck a nigga up out my hood, I'm tryna avoid the bloodshed