Ain't Enough
Real Boston Richey
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Real Boston Richey - Ain't Enough Lyrics & Traduction

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 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 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 that lil' bitch anyway, her attitude too sour
She sucked two dicks today, I had to go out 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 trappin' out the bando, nigga, Friday made us


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