Imma Boss

Imma boss
Gotta spread this sauce
Gotta take these shots
Imma boss
Gotta take the lost
Turn it into watts
Imma boss
Gotta make that dough
Turn it into more
Imma boss
Imma get my foes
And take what is owed
Imma boss
Gotta spread this sauce
Gotta take these shots
Imma boss
Gotta take the lost
Turn it into watts
Imma boss
Gotta make that dough
Turn it into more
Imma boss
Imma get my foes
And take what is owed

Armed and dangerous
You'll never see the fame in us
Produce a bad guy Finneas
My will is what a genius is
You'll never see the fear in us
My fury type is furious
They siri type of serious
Glory not that glorious
They curious
Imma hustle just like Hussle did
Gunna scuffle if you muzzle this
What piece you got tryna puzzle this
Got a bad bitch that's gone love this shit
Do not play with my money bitch
Or imma have to Ted Bundy shit
Cut you off on your junkie shit
Cuz you not hungry bitch

If you really about them lies then
Somethings gotta go
If they squealing like a mice then
Someone's gotta go
If you ain't working nights then
Somethings gotta go
If you melting like an ice then
Keep on going pro

Imma boss
Gotta spread this sauce
Gotta take these shots
Imma boss
Gotta take the lost
Turn it into watts
Imma boss
Gotta make that dough
Turn it into more
Imma boss
Imma get my foes
And take what is owed
Imma boss
Gotta spread this sauce
Gotta take these shots
Imma boss
Gotta take the lost
Turn it into watts
Imma boss
Gotta make that dough
Turn it into more
Imma boss
Imma get my foes
And take what is owed

I do this on my own
I beat it like a xylophone
Got bags, boxes, and Styrofoam
I'm getting dough out this microphone
Don't like working with I don't knows
I like working with I can learn
Your private life ain't my concern
But tell me about your first born
Then upgrade your financial terms
I make boss moves
Not money moves
But my money moves
Like Normani moves
I can improve and will improve
They fantasize my own demise
My advice is to add a vice
I'm so precise
Your sacrifice
Is half my price
Cuz you not hungry bitch

If you really about them lies then
Somethings gotta go
If they squealing like a mice then
Someone's gotta go
If you ain't working nights then
Somethings gotta go
If you melting like an ice then
Keep on going pro

Imma boss
Gotta spread this sauce
Gotta take these shots
Imma boss
Gotta take the lost
Turn it into watts
Imma boss
Gotta make that dough
Turn it into more
Imma boss
Imma get my foes
And take what is owed
Imma boss
Gotta spread this sauce
Gotta take these shots
Imma boss
Gotta take the lost
Turn it into watts
Imma boss
Gotta make that dough
Turn it into more
Imma boss
Imma get my foes
And take what is owed

You owe me money
You better give me my damn fucking money



Credits
Writer(s): Mitchell Moreno
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