Bosses Don’t Speak

Can't go out there playin' when you
See us young rich niggas
Droppin' straight cash on whips, flooded ice
I know you like
"How the fuck these niggas got so much drip?"
Hundred thousand dollar watches
Three point five million dollar
Cribs and shit check the Forbes list, nigga

I'm in the coupe, fo' sho (skrr)
Candy coat (candy)
Maison Margiela my coat (Maison)
I'm on froze (I'm on ice)
Put a lil bitch on the cold (woo)
Anna Nicole (Anna Nicole)
Everything glitter ain't gold (gold)
You're gettin' exposed (you gettin' exposed)
Hop in the frog and leap (leap)
Patek Philippe (Patek Philippe)
Servin' them dummy bricks (brick)
I get them for cheap (I got 'em for low)
Hop in the Wraith and I creep (skrr)
Massage the seats (massage the seats)
I got the racks in the brief (racks)
Bosses don't speak (nah)

All of my bitch ain't a hundred (no)
Oh yeah, my wrist cost a hundred (hundred)
Hundreds on hundreds on hundreds (hundreds)
I'll take your life for this money (brrt)
I took the top of the coupe, it's insane
(woo) i did this shit for the pain (pain)
Boarding a private plane (plane)
Audemar Pig' with the skeleton plain (woo)
Put her on X (X) , put her on percs (perky)
There go Set, baller alert (brrt)
Don't sip liquor
(nah) , I'm only on syrup (mud)
Put the dope in your hand
Want the money on the first (yeah)
I got a bag of the 'lato, the cookie
The sherbert (bag)
It's a murder on the Nawf and they
Try to put me in the verdict
I got the birdies, ballin' like Julius Erving
(brrt) cookin' it early
Dope get to singin' like Shirley
Got thirties on thirties
We callin' them thirties Steph Curry
Don't talk to me dirty 'cause
My niggas goin' seven thirty
Gave her the pink molly
Told a bitch yeah it's Kirby (molly)
I'ma just fuck her three times
And then I'ma curve it (smash, smash)
Oh my God, she said her feelings is hurtin'
(oh my God, woah)
Shut the fuck up lil' thotty
Suck it and slurp it (shh, shh, ehh)
Where was everybody when I was just hurtin'?
(where, where)
Only the gang survived, it's family first
(gang)

(Quavo)
Oh my God, I bought a foreign and Dodge
(oh my God)
Oh my God, I had a foreign menage
(oh my, oh my God)
Oh my God, thought you were real, you 'flauge
Bullets fly and then you flee
Nigga we seen your heart iced teeth
(ice) , cellphone beep (brrt, brrt)
Fight me, body bag sheets (body bag)
Am I geeked? Bitch I might be (stupid bitch)
Chanel seats
Mansion twelve thousand square feet (yeah)
Once I beat
I tell that bitch to stay away from me
(beat it) i ain't talkin' 'bout no thot
I'm talkin' your favorite piece (I am)
I came from the Nawf then
Jumped into the Major League (I did)
You ain't never drove this valet
So I keep the key
Said she can't leave without her friend
I got them knee to knee (get down)
When you rich like me
This is what it's s'posed to be (you do)
Can't get close to me (no)
Backwoods, roll the leaf (roll it)
I done survived some beef (survived)
Now I can massage my seats (massage)

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