[Verse]
How you boss with no guap?
Heard you pillow talkin' ’bout that money, boy I heard you ain't no boss
I guess you boss with no guap
All my niggas gettin' guap, we sittin’ on the guap
We sit on top and we talk 'bout the guap
Nigga, ain't no thot's around my circle, but we always had a mop
So we mop how we talk
Hit a lil' nigga with the stick and get the fuck out of there
But we boss over Boss
And I'm lookin' like Rick Ross, I'm off the Wock’
Shawty tryna bite the swag, you bet’ get off
She tryna pop a lot of bags, she baby boss
Fuck that bitch, I told that bih', “That shit is pop”
Fuck that bitch in the morning, not the dark
A different vibe, a different ho’, a different mop
I got these hoes, I got thesе hoes, these niggas mop
This off thе dome, I don't write shit, uh
Half a mill' on some shoe shit
Half a mil' on some cool shit
Too many, platinum deal, shit
Got a bad bih’, waitin' on the cringle shit
Got a bad bih', waitin', suckin' on the dick
I got money, bih', I influence, bih'
I'm yo' daddy bih', let's get to it, bih'
I'm a big boss, you a lil' cat
I been stayin' up, I been gettin' racks
When I smell cat, I accept that
And we ain't sell rat, what? What?
Know some niggas in the A, they sellin' white
For sure, when that boy go up she gon' get tight
Know some niggas in the A, they sellin' white
Don't tell nobody 'cause my OG would get tight
We get some bodies, hold your body with a [?]
I like to eat that Chinese food, don't say no rice
She 'bout to fuck this boy now, they like "What the price?"
I call up Ben, lil' Baller, brrd, hold up, uh, ooh
I like that Chinese food, I eat it with the rice
I call up Ben Baller then tell him "What's the price?"
She tryna fuck with me 'cause Carti rollin' dice
I'm in the hood and rockin' all my ice
I'm posted in the hood, rockin' with the Fives
I know some Crips and they all up the .9
These niggas [?], now they talkin' with the 9's
I be pokin' lil' nigga, like a knife
Oh, folks, she tote, don't fight
I don't really like to fight, I like to 'mite
Dynamite with them big B's, huh, ooh
Blowin' up, huh, yeah, TNT, huh, uh
Look at me, huh, uh, TMZ, uh, huh, TV, huh, AMV, ooh
I'm from Flatbed, huh-huh, how I be, huh, huh
How could it be, huh, uh, look at me, huh
Ayy, uh, check it out, wrist out, poke out
Make them hoes show out
I got bad bitches, huh, make them hoes poke out
Uh, hit yo' trap, hit yo' boo then roll out
Woke out, so it's out, [?] nigga roll out
Wrist out, poke out, made them hoes show out
Psych out, rock out, pipe up in my rock out
How you boss with no guap?
Heard you pillow talkin' ’bout that money, boy I heard you ain't no boss
I guess you boss with no guap
All my niggas gettin' guap, we sittin’ on the guap
We sit on top and we talk 'bout the guap
Nigga, ain't no thot's around my circle, but we always had a mop
So we mop how we talk
Hit a lil' nigga with the stick and get the fuck out of there
But we boss over Boss
And I'm lookin' like Rick Ross, I'm off the Wock’
Shawty tryna bite the swag, you bet’ get off
She tryna pop a lot of bags, she baby boss
Fuck that bitch, I told that bih', “That shit is pop”
Fuck that bitch in the morning, not the dark
A different vibe, a different ho’, a different mop
I got these hoes, I got thesе hoes, these niggas mop
This off thе dome, I don't write shit, uh
Half a mill' on some shoe shit
Half a mil' on some cool shit
Too many, platinum deal, shit
Got a bad bih’, waitin' on the cringle shit
Got a bad bih', waitin', suckin' on the dick
I got money, bih', I influence, bih'
I'm yo' daddy bih', let's get to it, bih'
I'm a big boss, you a lil' cat
I been stayin' up, I been gettin' racks
When I smell cat, I accept that
And we ain't sell rat, what? What?
Know some niggas in the A, they sellin' white
For sure, when that boy go up she gon' get tight
Know some niggas in the A, they sellin' white
Don't tell nobody 'cause my OG would get tight
We get some bodies, hold your body with a [?]
I like to eat that Chinese food, don't say no rice
She 'bout to fuck this boy now, they like "What the price?"
I call up Ben, lil' Baller, brrd, hold up, uh, ooh
I like that Chinese food, I eat it with the rice
I call up Ben Baller then tell him "What's the price?"
She tryna fuck with me 'cause Carti rollin' dice
I'm in the hood and rockin' all my ice
I'm posted in the hood, rockin' with the Fives
I know some Crips and they all up the .9
These niggas [?], now they talkin' with the 9's
I be pokin' lil' nigga, like a knife
Oh, folks, she tote, don't fight
I don't really like to fight, I like to 'mite
Dynamite with them big B's, huh, ooh
Blowin' up, huh, yeah, TNT, huh, uh
Look at me, huh, uh, TMZ, uh, huh, TV, huh, AMV, ooh
I'm from Flatbed, huh-huh, how I be, huh, huh
How could it be, huh, uh, look at me, huh
Ayy, uh, check it out, wrist out, poke out
Make them hoes show out
I got bad bitches, huh, make them hoes poke out
Uh, hit yo' trap, hit yo' boo then roll out
Woke out, so it's out, [?] nigga roll out
Wrist out, poke out, made them hoes show out
Psych out, rock out, pipe up in my rock out
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