Boss Shit

Give me my money, then count it again
Yeah I been fucked your bitch, I can do it again
Bitch I'm not friendly, you see who be with me
You say you got guns, but my hitters got plenty
Gimme my cup and doing the dash, fuck the police idc if crash
I want the money, lil bitch why you mad
You told me your heartless, well look ima drag

I know the niggas that be with killers, might rob fuck a nigga and take all his skrilla
He no gorilla, can't fuck with migo
Can't get in your house, then we hitting your peep hole
Draco to my right, that's kick back
House full of bitches, that's a kickback
Police pulls us over, tell her sit back
Nigga see my pockets, that's some big racks
Acting like pussy, he a kit kat
Break that boy in half, he can't get back
Tell me what you need, we can get that
Sell you for the low, we keep big packs
Pyrex bowl, waiting in the trap
Never come in through front, hit the back
Police really watching, they just wanna stop us
Nigga come and get it, stash in your pocket
I remember times, i was only 9
Now I'm 18, niggas rolling nines
Standing on the block, niggas totting nines
Younging on the corner, tryna sell a dime
I just need some bullets for my .25
Call my nigga Rico we gonna get It right
Bro I got the money, we can meet tonight
Red dot Laser beam, on sight

Give me my money, then count it again
Yeah I been fucked your bitch, I can do it again
Bitch I'm not friendly, you see who be with me
You say you got guns, but my hitters got plenty
Gimme my cup and doing the dash, fuck the police idc if crash
I want the money, lil bitch why you mad
You told me your heartless, well look ima drag

Give me my money, then count it again
Yeah I been fucked your bitch, I can do it again
Bitch I'm not friendly, you see who be with me
You say you got guns, but my hitters got plenty
Gimme my cup and doing the dash, fuck the police idc if crash
I want the money, lil bitch why you mad
You told me your heartless, well look ima drag

I pray to my god, but I walk with the devil
I sin everyday, you still not on my level
I made myself humble, the money won't fumble
I get it, and run it... this shit don't mean nothing
My flow is not basic, stop hating and face it
I'm guess I'm creative, a nigga to faded
I made it through high school, aye mama we made it
See I'm foundation, my brother greatest
I'm sick of this waiting, so why we ain't famous
They told me be patient, my mother made greatness
Young nigga he pussy, he know he going hate me
Lil mama stop calling, I gave you facial
She Never said thank you, lil baby ungrateful
I'm tripping tripping, I made me a statement
You say you not fucking, don't make no arrangements
Go sleep on the floor, cause it cold basement
We not argue, tf if you want too
Don't care bout your feelings, I really don't want you
That bitch got me started, I'm reckless and heartless
I use fuck raw, but lil bitch I'm father
Regardless I'm with it, no time repent it
Just stfu, cause I hate who don't listen it
I use all my anger on nigga, who bitching
I ran out of my breath, so you know how I'm tripping just know your position
I'm really too vicious, for niggas to hold me
Don't think ima snitch on The niggas who told me
I just was in my court, with my big brother
Obie
They gave him a date, but my young nigga rolling
I pray for my nigga, we not he hopeless
I wish the best for the, and I'm sending condolence
Just stay on your shit, and make that sure you focus



Credits
Writer(s): Dorian Tunstal
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