Boss Numbers
Really only be boss talk and shit going on
Real business, you know, LLC type shit
Hear all that talking in the background, that don't really matter
It's what's important that matter
Nigga you know we having shit nigga, in the pocket, nigga
Know we having shit nigga, know we having shit nigga
That's what we need
Bitch we really having shit
Fuck wrong with them niggas boy
Running through the money, it relax me
I been moving shit and touching numbers can't a nigga touch
Ganging round, with real deal hitters, get a nigga touched
Money hunting, made that shit the subject
He can't pay up on that shit we flush em
Ay, them P's gon drop in like a day
We grab them bitches buss em
We got lil bro's for them hoes, we pass them bitches, fuck em
And we got elbows for the low, they sliding in like butter
And we got hunnids, so you ain't talking bout no K's
Then nigga change the subject
Fuck that
Don't try to come around me talking bout no damn body
You don't get no props from a real nigga off no damn body
I got niggas outchea making more moves, and they nobodies
I got niggas outchea making more cho, and they nobodies
Hit stick, don't even tell a nigga shit
Already know what it's coming down to, these niggas gon tell shit
Yeah, work ya wrist
Ay, work a scale
They say trapping ain't a nine to five, well it's paying well, ay
These niggas ready to go kill something, and they broke as fuck
Just like two plus three don't equal four, it ain't adding up
Tried to tell my lil dawgs chill with drilling, let's cook up
That's enough money for who?
All of us
Running through the money, it relax me
I been moving shit and touching numbers can't a nigga touch
Ganging round, with real deal hitters, get a nigga touched
Money hunting, made that shit the subject
He can't pay up on that shit we flush em
Ay, them P's gon drop in like a day
We grab them bitches buss em
We got lil bro's for them hoes, we pass them bitches, fuck 'em
And we got elbows for the low, they sliding in like butter
And we got hunnids, so you ain't talking bout no K's
Then nigga change the subject
Counting that shit up fast like
You don't know me lil nigga, cause that is the past right?
Imma give my bitch the world if she act right
That boy, I know I am I can't lie
Be in the air, nah I ain't flying I'm high
I make a play and goodbye
This shit dangerous, ain't got a stick you can't ride
This shit dangerous, ain't got a stick you can't ride
When I cop this bitch I ain't leasing
Fell victim to her and I couldn't believe it
Packing up shit but I know she ain't leaving
Stacks on the gram but I know they aint eating
Sticks in the back, I ain't posting them bitches but know that I keep em
Old in the head, I'm making my moves like a geezer
And I ain't off lean
But my dawg he be rolling and leaning like tower of Pisa
Talk to my cousin he know I'm bout business, he say that I sound like Sharita
Bitch ass nigga wasn't keeping it real, really ion even need em
Kept that shit 1000 with niggas
They couldn't even give me the common courtesy shit ugly
Running through the money, it relax me
I been moving shit and touching numbers can't a nigga touch
Ganging round, with real deal hitters, get a nigga touched
Money hunting, made that shit the subject
He can't pay up on that shit we flush em
Ay, them P's gon drop in like a day
We grab them bitches buss em
We got lil bro's for them hoes, we pass them bitches, fuck em
And we got elbows for the low, they sliding in like butter
And we got hunnids, so you ain't talking bout no K's
Then nigga change the subject
Real business, you know, LLC type shit
Hear all that talking in the background, that don't really matter
It's what's important that matter
Nigga you know we having shit nigga, in the pocket, nigga
Know we having shit nigga, know we having shit nigga
That's what we need
Bitch we really having shit
Fuck wrong with them niggas boy
Running through the money, it relax me
I been moving shit and touching numbers can't a nigga touch
Ganging round, with real deal hitters, get a nigga touched
Money hunting, made that shit the subject
He can't pay up on that shit we flush em
Ay, them P's gon drop in like a day
We grab them bitches buss em
We got lil bro's for them hoes, we pass them bitches, fuck em
And we got elbows for the low, they sliding in like butter
And we got hunnids, so you ain't talking bout no K's
Then nigga change the subject
Fuck that
Don't try to come around me talking bout no damn body
You don't get no props from a real nigga off no damn body
I got niggas outchea making more moves, and they nobodies
I got niggas outchea making more cho, and they nobodies
Hit stick, don't even tell a nigga shit
Already know what it's coming down to, these niggas gon tell shit
Yeah, work ya wrist
Ay, work a scale
They say trapping ain't a nine to five, well it's paying well, ay
These niggas ready to go kill something, and they broke as fuck
Just like two plus three don't equal four, it ain't adding up
Tried to tell my lil dawgs chill with drilling, let's cook up
That's enough money for who?
All of us
Running through the money, it relax me
I been moving shit and touching numbers can't a nigga touch
Ganging round, with real deal hitters, get a nigga touched
Money hunting, made that shit the subject
He can't pay up on that shit we flush em
Ay, them P's gon drop in like a day
We grab them bitches buss em
We got lil bro's for them hoes, we pass them bitches, fuck 'em
And we got elbows for the low, they sliding in like butter
And we got hunnids, so you ain't talking bout no K's
Then nigga change the subject
Counting that shit up fast like
You don't know me lil nigga, cause that is the past right?
Imma give my bitch the world if she act right
That boy, I know I am I can't lie
Be in the air, nah I ain't flying I'm high
I make a play and goodbye
This shit dangerous, ain't got a stick you can't ride
This shit dangerous, ain't got a stick you can't ride
When I cop this bitch I ain't leasing
Fell victim to her and I couldn't believe it
Packing up shit but I know she ain't leaving
Stacks on the gram but I know they aint eating
Sticks in the back, I ain't posting them bitches but know that I keep em
Old in the head, I'm making my moves like a geezer
And I ain't off lean
But my dawg he be rolling and leaning like tower of Pisa
Talk to my cousin he know I'm bout business, he say that I sound like Sharita
Bitch ass nigga wasn't keeping it real, really ion even need em
Kept that shit 1000 with niggas
They couldn't even give me the common courtesy shit ugly
Running through the money, it relax me
I been moving shit and touching numbers can't a nigga touch
Ganging round, with real deal hitters, get a nigga touched
Money hunting, made that shit the subject
He can't pay up on that shit we flush em
Ay, them P's gon drop in like a day
We grab them bitches buss em
We got lil bro's for them hoes, we pass them bitches, fuck em
And we got elbows for the low, they sliding in like butter
And we got hunnids, so you ain't talking bout no K's
Then nigga change the subject
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Writer(s): Roshad Reid
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