Whoa, whoa
Yeah, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, yeah, whoa
Go, whoa, go, go
Choppas in his face, huh (face)
Make his body shake, huh (just shake)
Millions in the bank, huh (bank)
Make the earth quake (quake, quake)
I'm the boss man, huh
I'm on a different rank, huh
Get M's every day
Broads pray (SP's runnin' the game)
Fuck you talkin' crazy? Huh
Tell her, "Chill, baby"
Fuck how you feel, huh
Fuck how you feel, baby (baby)
Drive through the hills, huh, huh
Drive through the hills, crazy (crazy)
I'm a boss man, shorty be my boss lady
Choppas in this bitch, huh
Make his hood shake, huh
And she a bad broad, huh
With the Megan Good face, huh
Drippin' from the jakes, huh
Grams in my way, huh
Get M's every day
With broads in my way (woo)
Yeah, Desiigner back, huh
You'd a thought you seen a ghost, huh
In that new Lambo, huh
I ain't got no roof
I just got the proof, huh
And I got some juice
And I got some opps to shoot (grrah)
Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner
He be wishin' for a burner
To kill everybody walkin' (walkin')
He throw 'em in the furnace (furnace)
Yeah, it's hot, it's burnin' (burnin')
Like my blunt, it's burnin'
I be drippin' Louis, huh
I be drippin' Herman (drip)
Choppas in his face, huh (face)
Make his body shake, huh (just shake)
Millions in the bank, huh (bank)
Make the earth quake (quake)
I'm the boss man, huh
I'm on a different rank, huh (rank)
Get M's every day
Broads pray
Fuck you talkin' crazy? Huh
Tell her, "Chill, baby"
Fuck how you feel, huh (feel)
Fuck how you feel, baby (baby)
Drive through the hills, huh, huh
Drive through the hills, crazy (crazy)
I'm a boss man, shorty be my boss lady
Yeah, uh
Uh, uh, ooh, ooh
Woo
Written by: Sidney Royel Selby IIILyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLCLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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