Lyrics

Uh I just popped out some new drip Bitches on my body like I just popped out wit a new bitch And I'm bossmade so I gotta move exclusive Can't fuck wit niggas that be broke with excuses Bitches tryna fall in love but I ain't cupid In other words I ain't tryna play stupid Bitches they be hating cause I move so elusive Tryna tie me down so they acting so seclusive Its the way that you walk and you know what you doing I know you danger by the way that you moving Gotta spanish broad and she always talking fluent I be telling my bitches like I really be the smoothest They put a knife my back tryna do me like Judas I was smoking high grade since a high school student And I'm really just here for character improvement And bitches gonna smile cause they love my amusement Uh no I can't take you serious I be moving milly they say I'm mysterious You can test waters if you feeling curious Hop in the v going fast and the furious Uh I stack big like notorious And every dub that I take be glorious I get fly for myself and not the audience And if you talking BossMade we victorious uh Can't stop for nobody cause I'm all in When it's all said and done I'll be top ten If you ain't got no haters you ain't popping I see change when a nigga really locked in And the place that we grew up had me blocked in Tryna have faith devil keep knocking We into with the opps brody flocking I should cop AP since niggas watching People on my line when the album is dropping? Once the pack touchdown niggas outside copping I be galore with my drip when I'm out just shopping I wear my own shit cause niggas out here rocking The same shit, I cannot fuck no lame shit Rather get money then be broke on some gang shit I've been on a mission ion pop out on some hang shit Bitches move like niggas and she saying that I ain't shit I went against the odds and I'm still paying for it I been waiting on a chip and I'm still playing for it Posted with the squad and I'm still praying for em Niggas be some frauds and you still waiting for em? Thats crazy Can't let shit really phaze me, got up in my bag I been feeling different lately Bad bitches hit me up and they tryna taste me I've been on a cloud ain't getting sleep lately
Writer(s): Anthony Ramos Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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