Boss Talk Lyrics

Aye, that's that boss talk

That's that boss talk, bitch

That's that boss talk

Big boss, bitch

Big boss, bitch

I ain't Rick Ross, bitch

I don't own Wingstop yet haha

Nah

Aye

But nah, let me get for real now

That's that boss talk

So listen up

Put you on game

You understand what the fuck I'm sayin'

Aye, they fuckin dead

I done took some L's but came back

That's a boss move

Gangsters move in silence

Better watch who you talk to

Same nigga, you underestimate

Put you on the news

I ain't dressin' like Bill Gates

I don't need a suit

Catch me in the streets

Black tee with some black shoes

Yeah, a nigga thuggin

But I ain't got no tattoos

Keep that lead on me

I ain't talkin' bout a classroom

I said, fuck a classroom

To go and chase a bag too

2014

I was makin' more than my teachers did

2016

All type of bitches on my dick

Fast forward a couple years

Still gotta make my haters sick

2023

Me and my dawg got an icy wrist

2020

Bought that SUV

Put some dubs on

Yeah, my bitch been cute

But her face, I had to nut on it

Out West

A couple niggas, I had to up my gun on em

Try me if you want

I'ma let that Nina bust on ya

Thinkin' I'ma lick?

That'll get your ass murdered quick

Fuck a setup bitch

I'll tell a hoe , swerve quick

My 40 like McDonald's

Sprite the way that shit fuckin' kick

It'll get you high

And kill your ass

Just like fuckin' fentanyl

These niggas, they envy me

But they ain't gon' do shit to me

I be everywhere, bitch

Even with a killer's be

I'm a big boss

Ain't nobody gon' try shit

Sum like suge knight, bitch

Fuck with me and die quick, bitch

Bout to be on some real murder shit, ayy

Murder shit

I'm tellin' you, man

Any nigga that ever looked at me wrong

Any nigga

Owes me money

Or ever said any jealous bullshit about me

Is fuckin' dead

9 milli

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