Boss Shit ft. sihtema Lyrics

It's sum simple what I got on

You wouldn't do like this

It kinda hard for me to miss yeah

We all fly ass shit like this yeah

This a calm fit that'll drive yo bitch insane

We on boss shit countin money that we made

She on our shit not on your side with the lames yeah

And I'm stackin on paper like it's a monopoly game

What you got on yo fit? we got helmut lang

Puff puff countin all the money that we made

And I can't stop finna blow the fuckin bank

Can't stop aiming for the top

Shit getting too easy got this shit on lock

Everyday we hustle gotta get that guap

Living life fast we ain't got no time to stop

Pull up in that 720 doors gon' flip flop

Shawty by the side she look like a prop

Money in my pocket yeah this shit about to pop

Stackin' all this paper we ain't ever gonna drop

Up now bitch I'm up now

Up-up-up-up up now bitch I'm up now

B-b-bitch I'm doing whatever I want

I'm doing whatever I please

Ion give a fuck you ain't a hoe I need

Aw shit she gon' turn up to my shit

We on boss shit

If I pull up with my stick Ima pop this

I can't kick it with no lames la-a-ames

This a calm fit that'll drive yo bitch insane

We on boss shit countin money that we made

She on our shit not on your side with the lames yeah