Ain't Enough - Real Boston Richey

Ain't Enough

Real Boston Richey

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Uh, yeah

I'm high right now, I'm so fired down

Watch that cup right there

Nigga gotta watch that cup, man

That cup

(Known to let that MAC fly just like my nigga Doe)

Cool nigga, I don't do too much

Mm, two bitches ain't enough, the fuck

Uh, a hundred chickens ain't enough for us

Uh, I don't think them niggas can fuck with us

Just go in front of our move 'cause nigga ain't gon' wait for us

How I'm fuckin' on another nigga bitch? I guess he ain't gave enough

Ever since that Cali' route been gone, you niggas done gave up

We're trappin' out the bando, nigga, Friday made us

Bruh, I'm trappin' hard, ballin' hard just like the Lakers

Lil' ho' madder than a bitch, want me to baby her

Uh, I'm chasin' all my M's, so I ain't even able

I need a bitch that hold the trap down just like Anastasia

I need a bitch gon' hold the block down if I get these papers

I broke her heart, but she be praising all the money I gave her

I hate a bitch that worry me, and end up makin' my days tough

Five traps in the same year, I swear, this shit ain't made up

She tryin' to leave me now, I swear to God, I don't blame her

I just rolled 'round with five switches up in the blazer

I swear to God, this bitch fuck on my dog, I'll still date her

This shit like trappin' packs, man, we gon' fuck a new flavor

Oh, you really thought I'd save her?

I'm in another nigga hood, I ain't got my chain tucked

I'll knock his big dog off, you think I'ma get my rank up?

He ain't gotta say, "No more," I'm goin' back, I'ma get my banger

Cool nigga, I don't do too much

Mm, two bitches ain't enough, the fuck

Uh, a hundred chickens ain't enough for us

Uh, I don't think them niggas can fuck with us

Just go in front of our move 'cause nigga ain't gon' wait for us

How I'm fuckin' on another nigga bitch? I guess he ain't gave enough

Ever since that Cali' route been gone, you niggas done gave up

We're trappin' out the bando, nigga, Friday made us

You dumb as fuck, don't let that dope dry on them paper towels

That's your bitch, you know I'm fuckin' too, so that lil' bitch there ours

I'm just in and out, I don't even fuck that lil' bitch for an hour

I had to leave the lil' bitch anyway, her attitude too sour

She sucked two dicks today, I had to go and give the bitch her flowers

These hoes surrounding me, they tryna treat me just like Austin Powers

Them niggas servin' gas, I know this shit we got right here way louder

It seemed like yesterday, I was trappin' on 74th, sellin' some powder

Cool nigga, I don't do too much

Mm, two bitches ain't enough, the fuck

Uh, a hundred chickens ain't enough for us

Uh, I don't think them niggas can fuck with us

Just go in front of our move 'cause nigga ain't gon' wait for us

How I'm fuckin' on another nigga bitch? I guess he ain't gave enough

Ever since that Cali' route been gone, you niggas done gave up

We're trappin' out the bando, nigga, Friday made us

- It's already the end -