Boss Sh!T

Didn't you give me a bag
Just to keep me around
If you didn't
You need to
Cartier bracelets from niggas you claimin'
Yeah I'm bout the racks
I don't need you
This Louis top
It is see-through
He see me a lot
He dont see you
We freak
And we shop
And we eat too
He lie about me to keep you
Say I'm his boss when I meet you
Yves Saint Laurent
They ask for pics when it's Niqa
I get 50k to get on a feature
If I don't get it
I won't get on it neither
You shouldn't've fronted
When the shit was just cheaper
Boss Sh!t
I saved some time
By not paying the meter
I just saw the ticket when I was drifting
Then I got my assistant
To pay with the visa
(Yeah!)
(Rrrrrrr)
I do not fuck with you bitches
Don't play with me neither
Yeah, Yeah
I might just bag me a nigga to play with his heater
(Sheesh!)

I get the feelin' that you really feelin' me
This what you like?
Yeah
You wanna fuck with me then baby
You gotta get on my timing
A nigga just told me I act like a nigga
I'm up on that time, yeah
He got you a Rollie
But it's not like mine
It don't got all the diamonds

I don't got bands for these haters
I only got hands for these haters
Ain't doin' no favors
I got a nigga to drive me
While I be doin me
And no I ain't doin him later
Went through like fifty in paper
She only just talk about paper
That bitch is a faker
I cop an eighth like it's FENTY
I really spent more on my makeup
You niggas is basic
Boss Sh!t
Outside in the AMG reading my message
I just had a nigga that I was texting
Bout to send him the Cash App
To dead all the questions
(Rrrrr yeah)
This ain't no jeweler
It's straight out the freezer
(Yeah, yeah)
You aint no shooter
Don't play with me neither

I get the feelin'
That you really feeling me
This what you like?
Yeah
You wanna fuck with me then baby
You gotta get on my timing
A nigga just told me I act like a nigga
I'm up on that time
Yeah
He got you a Rollie but it's not like mine
It don't got all the diamonds



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Writer(s): Nicole Coote
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