How TF He Like You Lyrics - Real Boston Richey

[Intro]
(Tahj Money)
Uh, come and get you one
Huh, come and get you one
Yeah, come and get you one
Rich nigga, come and get you one (What you talkin' 'bout? Poor ass nigga)
(FOREVERROLLING)

{Chorus}
Buy a brand new bitch, a brand new butt
Brand new you me brand new us
Some shit ain't adding up
Go and tell that nigga his timin' up
How the fuck he like you? He ain't buss you down or bought you nothin'
That nigga not like me, bust a jug around the city, I'ma teach you somethin'
[Post-Chorus]
Know I'm havin' spent four K get my IG back, go and ask Tucson
That shit ain't addin' up
These niggas ain't having nothin'
Want a rich nigga?
Bow down and come and get you one

{Verse No. 1}
Wanna slide for with a rich nigga? Come and get you one
Go and get my Patеk bust real 'round down on that Patek bust
Fuck, damn, that shit was tough
Know I'm splittin' pay whenеver I bust a jug and run it up
Know I get in my ways and go to feelin' myself like Papa Duck
Forever hold me down the only way to go from here is up
Keep it G it's only right I get you that G Wagon truck
A couple Gs whenever you feelin' down, that's just to bring you up
Get on down, no, we don't fuck around whenever it go up
Buy a bag whenever I sell a band, now bae, that pushin' tree
I ran it up off Bubba why you think I ain't trippin' on no fees?
Buying wigs became too much of a habit, they think I'm sellin' weave
Rich nigga new vibes get you anything

{Chorus}
Buy a brand new bitch, a brand new butt
Brand new you me brand new us
Some shit ain't adding up
Go and tell that nigga his timin' up
How the fuck he like you? He ain't buss you down or bought you nothin'
That nigga not like me, bust a jug around the city, I'ma teach you somethin'

{Verse No. 2}
What you want we cashin' out, whatever to make you smile
Can't be no goofy, I refuse to let them treat me like [?]
Lil' movie dates that's just to catch a vibe when I'm in town
I know they hate every time they hit yo' pay, I'ma give you a thou'
I get up in you, you know we creepin' you bet' not make no sound
You fuck me good, it ain't no sneakin', girl, I'ma hold you down
I ain't keeping no secret, you know I'ma keep all my ex hoes from 'round
I'ma go in it deeper, whenever I'm in it, you gotta make me drown
Hmm, gotta be my keeper you know I run the town
Hmm, ayy, bae fuck them people, you know I give you the crown
You know I keep one cocked and keep some extra rounds
Don't talk about cheatin' when it come to you we don't care about no amount

{Chorus}
Buy a brand new bitch, a brand new butt
Brand new you me brand new us
Some shit ain't adding up
Go and tell that nigga his timin' up
How the fuck he like you? He ain't buss you down or bought you nothin'
That nigga not like me, bust a jug around the city, I'ma teach you somethin'

[Post-Chorus]
Know I'm havin' spent four K get my IG back, go and ask Tucson
That shit ain't addin' up
These niggas ain't having nothin'
Want a rich nigga?
Bow down and come and get you one