Boss Desiigner (Ft. Rick Ross)

[Chorus: Desiigner]
Gyeah, gyeah, gyeah, gyeah
Ain't nobody, ain't nobody
Gyeah, gyeah, gyeah, gyeah
Ain't nobody, ain't nobody
Ain't nobody, ain't nobody
Ain't nobody, ain't nobody
Ain't nobody, ain't nobody
Ain't nobody, ain't nobody
Ain't nobody do it like a boss

[Verse 1: Desiigner]
My whip clean, Travis', I'm sixteen
I'm in my Maybach ridin' with the gang strap
I made your girl pop a Xanny
The choppa go Oscar for Grammy
Try off the jet, you can't land me
High off the dope, I can't stand me
High off the dope, I can't land me
Look at my diamonds, they all together
She lookin' [?] the water
After you fuckin', it's [?]
Look what you done to your daugher, bruh
You came fuckin' a order up
We poppin' bottles with cases
I count up lotsa new faces, I been a lot of new places
I seen a lot of new races, I go a lot of new races
Fuck it, I take it and face it
Peter Pan, hit a scam, Eddy said he'd be rich forever
But we get rich together and I use this for weather (Grrah)
Hope you use this endeavour, used up all tricks, they clever
She suckin' dick for the pleasure and she got me feelin' better
[?] cost me a mill', yeah, after I got the deal
I'm 'bout to cop me a 'Rarri, I got the 'Rarri for real (Skrrt)