Nothing To a Boss (feat. Yung Damon)
Never off always on call
I'm greedy I want it all
We winning fuck a lost
Ain't nothing 2 A Boss
My lil bitch I cake her off
If I slide she break me off
Get flip she getting toss
My whole team taking off
It's up, Watch us Ball
Always ride for my dogs
Always us fuck y'all
Ain't nothing to a boss
On God
Ain't nothing to a boss
On God
Ain't nothing to a boss
On God
Wanna ball outta control
My whole squad train to go
Cock back aim let it blow
Get money, fuck hoes, lay low
These niggas pussy
The niggas fake
Pillow talk but laugh in your face
These niggas be
Quick to turn state
She let me fuck
That why you hate
Watching my pockets
Ain't going to get you paid
I paid my dues nigga I'm made
Pussy boys be throwing shade
Keep that heat
Like the county of dade
Smack her on the ass with cash
When I beat it out
She twerk for me
When I eat her out
Tongue ring
Let me get that mouth
Never off always on call
I'm greedy I want it all
We winning fuck a lost
Ain't nothing 2 A Boss
My lil bitch I cake her off
If I slide she break me off
Get flip she getting toss
My whole team taking off
It's up, Watch us Ball
Always ride for my dogs
Always us fuck y'all
Ain't nothing to a boss
On God
Ain't nothing to a boss
On God
Ain't nothing to a boss
On God
Blowing potency feeling good
We good that on the hood
Get that shit understood
West side til I die
Stay fresh stay fly
Put away cuz times get dry
Done with letting shit slide
Big Spade on that ignant shit
Palm her ass
While she sucking dick
I'm throwed off
I'm gone I'm sick
Yolo, so we stay lit
Boss balling, big boss shit
You could feel my presence
You could tell I'm big stepping
No capping, no flexing
Trying to get these Big checks in
Learn how to be a boss from
My big homie
Had to knock that dirt off
They tried to dig in me
But I came back clean
Like a cat scan
We ball for real
You shooting threes
In the trash can
Man!
Took some L's with the sack
When the jail now I'm back
Made bail hit the trap
Fuck 12 never rat
It's like a whale on me back
But it's nothing to a boss
Yung blood shake'em off
Independent like Dolph
Nigga!
Never off always on call
I'm greedy I want it all
We winning fuck a lost
Ain't nothing 2 A Boss
My lil bitch I cake her off
If I slide she break me off
Get flip she getting toss
My whole team taking off
It's up, Watch us Ball
Always ride for my dogs
Always us fuck y'all
Ain't nothing to a boss
On God
Ain't nothing to a boss
On God
Ain't nothing to a boss
On God
I'm greedy I want it all
We winning fuck a lost
Ain't nothing 2 A Boss
My lil bitch I cake her off
If I slide she break me off
Get flip she getting toss
My whole team taking off
It's up, Watch us Ball
Always ride for my dogs
Always us fuck y'all
Ain't nothing to a boss
On God
Ain't nothing to a boss
On God
Ain't nothing to a boss
On God
Wanna ball outta control
My whole squad train to go
Cock back aim let it blow
Get money, fuck hoes, lay low
These niggas pussy
The niggas fake
Pillow talk but laugh in your face
These niggas be
Quick to turn state
She let me fuck
That why you hate
Watching my pockets
Ain't going to get you paid
I paid my dues nigga I'm made
Pussy boys be throwing shade
Keep that heat
Like the county of dade
Smack her on the ass with cash
When I beat it out
She twerk for me
When I eat her out
Tongue ring
Let me get that mouth
Never off always on call
I'm greedy I want it all
We winning fuck a lost
Ain't nothing 2 A Boss
My lil bitch I cake her off
If I slide she break me off
Get flip she getting toss
My whole team taking off
It's up, Watch us Ball
Always ride for my dogs
Always us fuck y'all
Ain't nothing to a boss
On God
Ain't nothing to a boss
On God
Ain't nothing to a boss
On God
Blowing potency feeling good
We good that on the hood
Get that shit understood
West side til I die
Stay fresh stay fly
Put away cuz times get dry
Done with letting shit slide
Big Spade on that ignant shit
Palm her ass
While she sucking dick
I'm throwed off
I'm gone I'm sick
Yolo, so we stay lit
Boss balling, big boss shit
You could feel my presence
You could tell I'm big stepping
No capping, no flexing
Trying to get these Big checks in
Learn how to be a boss from
My big homie
Had to knock that dirt off
They tried to dig in me
But I came back clean
Like a cat scan
We ball for real
You shooting threes
In the trash can
Man!
Took some L's with the sack
When the jail now I'm back
Made bail hit the trap
Fuck 12 never rat
It's like a whale on me back
But it's nothing to a boss
Yung blood shake'em off
Independent like Dolph
Nigga!
Never off always on call
I'm greedy I want it all
We winning fuck a lost
Ain't nothing 2 A Boss
My lil bitch I cake her off
If I slide she break me off
Get flip she getting toss
My whole team taking off
It's up, Watch us Ball
Always ride for my dogs
Always us fuck y'all
Ain't nothing to a boss
On God
Ain't nothing to a boss
On God
Ain't nothing to a boss
On God
Credits
Writer(s): James Middleton, Silvano Mereu
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