Boss on 'em Lyrics

Ayy, what

Ayy, bitch I'm finna boss on em

Ayy, bitch I'm finna boss on em

Ayy, ayy, ayy

One time, two time, three time and four

Shoot him and then he on the floor

Wanna limbo, lift up the doors

Cant mess with you, heard you a ho

Walk on em, bitch I'm finna boss on em

All my youngins yeah they keep the glocks on em

Lasers on em so we got the dot on em

I'm heatin' up, bitch I'm gettin' hot on em

Walk on em, bitch I'm finna boss on em

All my youngins yeah they keep the glocks on em

Lasers on em so we got the dot on em

I'm heatin' up, bitch I'm gettin' hot on em

Turn the AC on, I'm gettin' hot

If you want the beef, we might put you in the box

My shorty's kinda sneaky, they be slyer than a fox

White girl kinda freaky, I ain't talkin' Skylar Fox

I can't fuck with her, because she toxic

Got my head spinnin', got me stressin', feelin' nauseous

I ain't talkin' fireworks, the way my niggas pop shit

Chopper made in China, equipped with a chopstick

Na this ain't a band, but just know he bout to rock shit

Bitch I got some hot shit, nah you can't top this

I feel like NASA, flyer than a rocket

200 on the dash, best believe I ain't stoppin

Oh, no, cause I'm gon' go

I feel like Wayne and Uzi, cause I got multiple flows

She a mini me, I always wanna wear my clothes

And you can catch this heat, if you rollin' with my flows

Come on tour with me, cause I'm bout to do some shows

We turn up every city, and I'm bringin' on my bows

You know we get it litty, get it jiggy with the hoes

Fonem got the semi 30's 50's, what we tote

One time, two time, three time, and four

Shoot him, and then he on the floor

Wanna limbo, lift up the doors

Can't mess with you, heard you a ho

Walk on em bitch, I'm finna boss on em,

All my youngins, yeah they keep the glocks on

Laser on them, so we got the dot on them

I'm heatin' up, bitch I'm gettin' hot on them

Walk on em bitch, I'm finna boss on em

All my youngins, yeah they keep the glocks on them

Lasers on them, so we got the dot on them

I'm heatin' up, bitch I'm gettin' hot on them

Uh, what, let's get busy, bitch, it's crunch time

I tell her that I'm hungry, spread her legs when it's lunchtime

Yo pussy wasn't shit, if I only fucked you one time

This rapper shit ain't shit, always comin' with some punchlines

Thinking way back, I was fightin' through them tough times

Kinda hate that momma had to struggle through the rough times

But I'ma keep on grindin' till she livin' in that sunshine

She ask me do I miss her, I be thinkin' only sometimes

One time, two time, three time and four, uh

Shoot him, and then, he on the floor, uh

Wanna, lambo, lift up the doors, uh

Can't mess with you, heard you a ho, uh-huh

Walk on em bitch, I'm finna boss on em,

All my youngins, yeah they keep the glocks on them

Lasers on them, so we got the dot on them

I'm heatin' up, bitch I'm gettin' hot on them

Walk on em bitch, I'm finna boss on em,

All my youngins, yeah they keep the glocks on them

Lasers on them, so we got the dot on them

I'm heatin' up, bitch I'm gettin' hot on them