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Boss Moves ft. Rich Carlton Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2020
Lyrics
Ayy, haha, Archie Lee, man, say it, Archie Lee 214, Ayy, Rick, what's crackin' for you
I don't know these niggas, haha, well, fuck em' then, you heard me
I'm a boss, so I make bosses, we playin' to win, we ain't never gon' lose
Not from my back, we ain't goin' for that, You could get whacked, I'll post where you at
Put your head in your lap if you talkin' that cap, I keep it strapped, cause I stay in the trap
If he's fuck on the gang, so them streets got him whacked
We turned that lil' boy to some motherfuckin' thrax
If we take your shit, you ain't gettin' it back
Post it in the noth', fuck, we strapped like Iraq
My, my bitch, she bad and she act like a brat
You know I crack, but got niggas who slack
Fuck, boy, I ain't from the bleach, I don't wanna fuck, just head to cedar
Buff, average, my bitch is a diva
She eat on that dick in the coupe and I feed her
I'm fresh as hell, like I'm straight out the cleaners
Me and lil' Archie made hits like the Beatles
I'm smokin' peanuts, got racks like Serena
No middle man, bitch, I am a leader
Ayy, reef and a pop-off, Zeal and some shots off
X get you knocked off, niggas be rah-rah
Niggas just talkin', money in your head
Leave em' dead in the coffin
Weed in the wood and shit got me coughin'
That's an op, bitch, so I can't fuck off
No texts in the trap, lil' nigga, just call me
Back in the bin with a bitch and I'm ballin'
Me like me, get sponsored by Spala
Be as rich on these plays as we serve until morning
Fuck on a bitch on a perk in the morning
Pass that sub bro, cause I knew she would go on
Two, two, three, shootin' like I'm Jordan
Big pop a baron, I need all my porn
Keep it on lock like a motherfuckin' storage
Lil' nigga hot and I feel like I'm scorchin'
Fuckin' lil' shawty, now she feel important
Put on some drip with some brand new white forces
My music authentic, ain't gotta force it
Rap floor and my body covered in horses
I'm livin' life, you gotta sacrifice
My city trappin' every day and night
Pop me a pill, I'm rollin' like a bike
Whatever I do, you know I do it nice
You hang with the rats, the roaches and the mice
I hang with them niggas causin' all the fright
Can stand on my own and put me up a fight
I get on the track, I get on the track
Can stand on my own and put me up a fight
I get on the track and beat it like I might
They sold up a tiger, see it in my eye
Lil' mama, she French, I eat her like a fry
I feel like it's tight, a nigga stayin' high
I won't go outside, cause I got too much pride
I like bitches bad and they come with some fights
Feel like GTA, finna hit me a heist
Get lit like a bitch when a nigga ignite
Call me Alabama, I'm rollin' like tight
I'm rollin' like a bike
Whatever I do, you know I do it nice
You hang with the rats, the roaches and the mice
I hang with them niggas causin' all the fright
Can stand on my own and put me up a fight
I get on the track, I get on the track
Can stand on my own and put me up a fight
I get on the track and beat it like I might
They sold up a tiger, see it in my eye
Lil' mama, she French, I eat her like a fry
I feel like it's tight, a nigga stayin' high
I won't go outside, cause I got too much pride
I like bitches bad and they come with some fights
Feel like GTA, finna hit me a heist