Boss Bitch
Free da niggas that be locked up in dem boxes
I'm tryna get rich I can't get caught up with no losses
And fuck that hoe she tryna hold my money hostage
Can't fuck with brokes im tryna boss up with that boss bitch
She like that bag so a nigga had to cop it
I'm tryna fly in I coupe like a Martian
I got the place going brazy like a mosh pit
Nigga you Ain't getting money just be honest
I want a girl that's on top and that can run shit
Imma get her a bag because she earned it
Racks falling out the sky cause bae we ballin
And we Getting to the bag we put our all in
Hoe stay up out my way you bitches stalling
I'm in love with these racks the money callin
I ain't asking for no comments imma drop shit
Curb stomping on you niggas like rollins
I'm Counting all these racks we do this often
All we see is green like we from Boston
I know your hoe really tired of them losses
And now she wanna hang around with all us bosses
Free da niggas that be locked up in dem boxes
I'm tryna get rich I can't get caught up with no losses
And fuck that hoe she tryna hold my money hostage
Can't fuck with brokes im tryna boss up with that boss bitch
She like that bag so a nigga had to cop it
I'm tryna fly in I coupe like a Martian
I got the place going brazy like a mosh pit
Nigga you Ain't getting money just be honest
I'm tryna get rich I can't get caught up with no losses
And fuck that hoe she tryna hold my money hostage
Can't fuck with brokes im tryna boss up with that boss bitch
She like that bag so a nigga had to cop it
I'm tryna fly in I coupe like a Martian
I got the place going brazy like a mosh pit
Nigga you Ain't getting money just be honest
I want a girl that's on top and that can run shit
Imma get her a bag because she earned it
Racks falling out the sky cause bae we ballin
And we Getting to the bag we put our all in
Hoe stay up out my way you bitches stalling
I'm in love with these racks the money callin
I ain't asking for no comments imma drop shit
Curb stomping on you niggas like rollins
I'm Counting all these racks we do this often
All we see is green like we from Boston
I know your hoe really tired of them losses
And now she wanna hang around with all us bosses
Free da niggas that be locked up in dem boxes
I'm tryna get rich I can't get caught up with no losses
And fuck that hoe she tryna hold my money hostage
Can't fuck with brokes im tryna boss up with that boss bitch
She like that bag so a nigga had to cop it
I'm tryna fly in I coupe like a Martian
I got the place going brazy like a mosh pit
Nigga you Ain't getting money just be honest
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