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(Yeah) yeah Let's get straight to the business, most of these niggas, they lost I got the whole world screaming, "Who the fuck told you I fell off?" Everything in this life got a cost Bitch, I'm a motherfuckin' boss (yeah) Bitch, I'm a motherfuckin' boss Bitch, I'm a motherfuckin' boss (woah) Bitch, I'm a motherfuckin' boss Bitch, I'm a motherfuckin' boss (woah) Bitch, I'm a motherfuckin' boss This Cartier look like Voss These niggas still shopping at Ross Can't name all the shit I bought (woah) Whip just feel like a Tomyhawk (yeah) What she put on the new whip? This shit hotty hot (yeah) Never gon' fall off, I can't pull a Roddy Rod (yeah, bleh) On your mark, get set, let's go, is you ready now? Money on Nicki (bleh), it's pockеts, they heavy now I treat thе 458 like a Chevy now (bleh) She on my dick (bleh), wanna fuck 'til she ready now I shoot the Glock with one eye, feel like Fetty Wap (woah) Lock on the chop, when I shoot, this a steady shot Dot on the top of an opp, that's a heady shot One in the head (woah, woah), finger itchin' to let it pop Don't let me scratch it, this shit could get deadly pop We spinned his block, he get ate up like kettle pop (ugh) These niggas sweeter than sweet, they be bottle pop (yeah) DM requests probably all on a model thot (yeah) She said she wanna pull up, A$AP Rocky rock (woah) He said he tough with, well the .9 tough as Dwayne The Rock Every show sold out, so you know I came to rock (yeah) She keep on calling and bugging I think 'cause the last time I hit, should've seen how she came a lot (yeah) I think this music been gettin' too easy, too breezy (yeah) But that's 'cause your girl give me brain a lot (yeah) Still the same Autumn! from ten years ago I just got money now, you can't say that I changed a lot (yeah) You better watch where you walk Better not cross the wrong path or my brother pistol gon' bang a lot (yeah) She can't believe that was me in her DM like three years ago And now she wanna hang a lot I'm glad I'm content with loneliness, being around all you weirdos Just make me feel strange a lot (bleh) I got this far 'cause I said that I would But I gotta give thanks to Allah, know I prayed a lot (yeah) You gotta watch for the next man He might be a snake in the grass, that's why I never say a lot (say) Sit down like, damn, my own family just see me as money I guess it's a sign that I made a lot So much income coming in and it really be hard to know If I made all this today or not (yeah) (Yeah) yeah Let's get straight to the business, most of these niggas, they lost I got the whole world screaming, "Who the fuck told you I fell off?" Everything in this life got a cost Bitch, I'm a motherfuckin' boss (yeah) Bitch, I'm a motherfuckin' boss Bitch, I'm a motherfuckin' boss Bitch, I'm a motherfuckin' boss Bitch, I'm a motherfuckin' boss Bitch, I'm a motherfuckin' boss This Cartier look like Voss These niggas still shopping at Ross Can't name all the shit I bought (yeah) These niggas still shopping at Ross Can't name all the shit I bought, yeah I got the whole world screaming, "Who the fuck told you I fell off?"
Writer(s): Benjamin Phillips Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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