Don't Get Me Started - Real Boston Richey & Future

Fui no chaku mero de anata kara yobidasareta yoru Oya mo okiteru shi gokinjo no me datta aru desho? Katte na hito ne Te ni oenai Jaaji ni kigae shikatanaku"denchi wo katte kuru" nante Bare sou na uso wo tsuita yo Charinko wo koi de sokkou love Nureta kami wo kaze ga tokasu Kuyashii keredo Naze ka wakuwaku mune ga hazumu Konbini e 100(hyaku) meetoru Itsumo no zasshi koonaa dehitome dake kao wo mitai Sugu ni kaeranakya ikenai no ni Oroka datte wakatte ite mosuki na mon wa shouganai Muri na koto itte itsumo watashi wo komaraseru no Anna kare wa dame tomodachi wa minna hantai suru Yasashii toko mo arun datte Bimyou ni anata wo kabatteru Honto wa ii hito nan datte Wagamama na kodomo nadake... Sorosoro ikanakya u taan love Itsu no ma ni ka kami mo kawaki Samishii keredochotto dokidoki nagorioshii Konbini e hyaku meetoru Sonna ni hitsuyou nai denchi Isshun demo aitakatta"gomen" nante ayamaranaide yo Koi wa itsumo gouin na mono Suki na mon wa shouganai Konbini wa ai no fumie Koko made detekoi yo nanteanata ga muri wo itte Watashi wo tameshiteru tsumori desho? Oro ka datte wakatte ite mosuki na mon wa shouganai Suki na mon wa shouganai

First, we was touchin' and just kissin' softly Ended up fussing, can you get up off me? Gettin' emot-, gettin' emotional Gettin' emot-, gettin' emotional It ain't been the same between us Where's the disconnection? You need somethin' else Well, maybe she can do it better I guess, choose peace over stress Can't clean up your mess You wanna leave? Be my guest Pushin' my buttons, you gon' get me started Call me aggressive, I'm just bein' honest Ain't gotta do too much, much, much Hey, this is a little too much, much, much Why you gotta do so much, much, much? You don't gotta do so much, much, much This ain't no nonchalant, let's have a heart to heart Talkin' 'bout splittin' up, you thinkin' 'bout givin' up That's irrever-, that's irreversible Who gon' get hurt? Who gon' get hurt? You don't know It ain't been the same between us Where's the disconnection? You need somethin' different Maybe she can do it better I guess, choose peace over stress Won't clean up your mess If you wanna leave, be my guest Pushin' my buttons, you gon' get me started Call me aggressive, I'm just bein' honest Ain't gotta do too much, much, much Swear it's just a little too much, much, much Why you gotta do so much, much, much? You ain't gotta do so much, much, much Pushin' my buttons, you gon' get me started

Uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Turn up hard, I'm finna get in my fuckin' mode Uh, uh I might pull up with your boo Then hit a five-star restaurant, order me and her some soup Don't matter how thick the bitch is, I won't put her before my loot I'm fresh as fuck, fresh off a high-speed chase like Polo Pooh You will never catch me telling another nigga what I won't do I be DM'ing bitches too I be liking pictures too If I like it, I'ma shoot If I strike it, then you might see that bitch slidin' up my coupe If I don't like it, then I'ma refuse her calls and put that bitch on mute If I don't like it, then I'ma refuse her calls and put that bitch on snoozе Bitch, I make my calls, fuck these old niggas, ain't paying my duеs She gon' lick it all, that's the only way she come to my room If you pay for a hit,, don't never call my phone, just check the news I can't pay for a hit 'cause these niggas that I'm with, they with the shits I can't take a pic 'cause if my bitch see it, she gon' think I hit If we make a flick, bitch, we gotta use my phone, bitch, you ain't slick Out here doing wrong to make it right, that's why I'm trappin' bricks You out here doing wrong, hatin' on the youngins like Uncle Ice I ain't gotta use my phone, I get on 'Iami time and go and swipe Nigga want a feature, tell him to bring me fifty, that's just my price If not, it's nice to meet you, I'm really lit for life, this ain't no hype I might pull up with your boo Then hit a five-star restaurant, order me and her some soup Don't matter how thick the bitch is, I won't put her before my loot I'm fresh as fuck, fresh off a high-speed chase like Polo Pooh You will never catch me telling another nigga what I won't do I be DM'ing bitches too I be liking pictures too If I like it, I'ma shoot If I strike it, then you might see that bitch slidin' up my coupe If I don't like it, then I'ma refuse her calls and put that bitch on mute I might wake up, blow some cheese I might go to sleep off that lean I might drip your bitch Celine Twenty-three hundred, that's just on jeans Yeah, New Year's with the stars, I be comin' out way too clean I done ran it up off these trees, now I run it up off these beats I done ran it up out the streets, I done ran it up off these keys I might bless a ho if she sneeze, fuck you, bitch, no, you can leave Back in the day, these hoes ain't wanna fuck, now they tryna meet Real runner-up, thuggin' in these streets, nigga, just hand me my cleats I'm way up out that nigga league Trappin' bricks from Florida to Middle East They say she gon' be a freak, only in the sheets But if she do that, I'ma go and buy that bitch a mink My bitches don't wear pink Ain't talking 'bout no colors, I'm talkin' 'bout that shit that be cheap How the fuck you YIC and you got signed to FBG? I can't take a pic 'cause if my bitch see it, she gon' think I hit If we make a flick, bitch, we gotta use my phone, bitch, you ain't slick I might pull up with your boo Then hit a five-star restaurant, order me and her some soup Don't matter how thick the bitch is, I won't put her before my loot I'm fresh as fuck, fresh off a high-speed chase like Polo Pooh You will never catch me telling another nigga what I won't do I be DM'ing bitches too I be liking pictures too If I like it, I'ma shoot If I strike it, then you might see that bitch slidin' up my coupe If I don't like it, then I'ma refuse her calls and put that bitch on mute I'm way up out that nigga league Trappin' bricks from Florida to Middle East They say she gon' be a freak, only in the sheets But if she do that, I'ma go and buy that bitch a mink

Let's go, let's go Man, pack that ship up man, we gotta get up out this bitch I'll blow that shit, bitch I ain't stingy You can slide around with Boston if your top different Every time I turn around, they say an opp missing Wanna know how niggas dying? Niggas keep dissing But I don't get in that, I'm steady rackin' up them chickens I wanna hit the booth, but I'm stuck up in them trenches I bang that five, but I want six hoes with me like I'm Nipsey Fuckin' hoes and kickin' doors that's just how we livin' She done popped an Adderall, now she say she miss me She gone pull up and eat it all, only when she tipsy Runnin' circles 'round these hoes, treat 'em like a Frisbee Why the fuck these IG hoes always tryna tempt me? Damn, I swear I hate a bitch who want all the attention Bitch, you trippin', I got enough cheese, I could buy a Richie I told my dawg don't pop no more, them young years be in his feeling I'm tryna fly her out to Turk, but damn this bitch stay trippin' You know I left her feelin' hurt, I can feel the tension Tired of puttin' niggas on, and they don't do nothin' with it I'm tired of niggas saying they on, but they 'on never spin it I'm tired of bitches shakin' ass, get mad, when I won't hit it I'll blow that shit, bitch I ain't stingy You can slide around with Boston if your top different Every time I turn around, they say an opp missing Wanna know how niggas dying? Niggas keep dissing But I don't get in that, I'm steady wrappin' up them chickens I wanna hit the booth, but I'm stuck up in them trenches I bang that five, but I want six hoes with me like I'm Nipsey (Smurk) Fucking hoes and kickin' doors that's just how we livin' (you know what the fuck goin', nigga) I be tryna tell him, without sayin' too much, we tryna nail him (boom) Bro got bodies, he a demon child, I'm brothers to a devil (grrah) I'ma slime you out, if brodie do it, I'm 'round, you ain't gon' tell it (finesse) I done been on hits with every gun, them Dracos ain't gon' fear you All my opps some bitches, half them came to court to be a witness (bitches) They was switchin', so I called them threats to bring a couple switches And we bully killers, we take from the niggas who be takin' (give me that) And I'm petty, I need a deuce, I took a pint plus what he drinkin' I ain't never run, had to throw my Glock, I brought another gun (another gun) Even though I don't eat meat, I placed the order for another drum (another drum) Blue beam, 'cause that red beam don't make the chasers swarm Lucky how we caught him, fuck his name, we call him Ladybug (man, what?) All them niggas say my name they better speak up (come here) Back seat with that blackout, told the driver "Let the seat up" Hop out like we Uber Eats, "Hello, here go your pizza" (hello) Free Rico out that jam, he just a real street nigga, man what? I'll blow that shit, bitch I ain't stingy You can slide around with Boston if your top different Every time I turn around, they say an opp missing Wanna know how niggas dying? Niggas keep dissing But I don't get in that, I'm steady wrappin' up them chickens I wanna hit the booth, but I'm stuck up in them trenches I bang that five, but I want six hoes with me like I'm Nipsey Fucking hoes and kickin' doors that's just how we livin' Niggas knowin' where we bang, never go out against the grave We've been knockin' shit down, from the streets, the Chain Gang Slidin' 'round with the Drac', get the "Wow" wood-grained Call my dawg a "Fuck Nigga," it's just a Florida thing