Boss Shit Lyrics

Five tint with the curtains we got Benzes they got hearses

Penthouse by the docks I'm on a yacht I'm eating urchins

They got lines me I got verses

Getting mine they got diverted

Paid the price I made the purchase

Chop a head off any serpent

Boss shit

Drop a whole ten bands on a kilo

Push p flex don't need muscle

Make it flip right back for the double

They was busy in the books

I was in the trap

I was learning how to cook

Getting busy with a pot

Gets cold in the streets

So I bought myself a Glock

Wake up early in the morning

Like the coucou in the clock

S class G class big bag duffle

Hermes ashtray

H on the buckle

Vision stay tunnel

Big stakes big chips no ruffles

All these hoes like where the churches at

Lord I'm playing don't take them back

Say she love the way I throw this cash

Told her love the way she shake her ass yah

Find me where your card decline

Prolly fucking on your Valentine

Shorty like dollar signs

You ain't gotta worry about mine

GIA certified

Big drip big drip

Only do big flips

Only give big tips

I like my bitches with big lips

Clean up on aisle six

Saw my op at Walmart he became a Target

Bands in every pocket

Wood guts on the dash

I'm just taking out the garbage

I was tired of taking Ls

And so I started winning

Made my first ten racks

Found myself a new addiction

Boss shit

Drop a whole ten bands on a kilo

Push p flex don't need muscle

Make it flip right back for the double

They was busy in the books

I was in the trap

I was learning how to cook

Getting busy with a pot

Gets cold in the streets

So I bought myself a Glock

Wake up early in the morning

Like the coucou in the clock

S class G class big bag duffle

Hermes ashtray

H on the buckle

Vision stay tunnel

Big stakes big chips no ruffles

All these hoes like where the churches at

Lord I'm playing don't take them back

Say she love the way I throw this cash

Told her love the way she shake her ass yah