Boss Numbers ft. 1G Flight Lyrics

Really only be boss talk and shit going on

Real business, you know, LLC type shit

Hear all that talking in the background, that don't really matter

It's what's important that matter

Nigga you know we having shit nigga, in the pocket, nigga

Know we having shit nigga, know we having shit nigga

That's what we need

Bitch we really having shit

Fuck wrong with them niggas boy

Running through the money, it relax me

I been moving shit and touching numbers can't a nigga touch

Ganging round, with real deal hitters, get a nigga touched

Money hunting, made that shit the subject

He can't pay up on that shit we flush em

Ay, them P's gon drop in like a day

We grab them bitches buss em

We got lil bro's for them hoes, we pass them bitches, fuck em

And we got elbows for the low, they sliding in like butter

And we got hunnids, so you ain't talking bout no K's

Then nigga change the subject

Fuck that

Don't try to come around me talking bout no damn body

You don't get no props from a real nigga off no damn body

I got niggas outchea making more moves, and they nobodies

I got niggas outchea making more cho, and they nobodies

Hit stick, don't even tell a nigga shit

Already know what it's coming down to, these niggas gon tell shit

Yeah, work ya wrist

Ay, work a scale

They say trapping ain't a nine to five, well it's paying well, ay

These niggas ready to go kill something, and they broke as fuck

Just like two plus three don't equal four, it ain't adding up

Tried to tell my lil dawgs chill with drilling, let's cook up

That's enough money for who?

All of us

Running through the money, it relax me

I been moving shit and touching numbers can't a nigga touch

Ganging round, with real deal hitters, get a nigga touched

Money hunting, made that shit the subject

He can't pay up on that shit we flush em

Ay, them P's gon drop in like a day

We grab them bitches buss em

We got lil bro's for them hoes, we pass them bitches, fuck 'em

And we got elbows for the low, they sliding in like butter

And we got hunnids, so you ain't talking bout no K's

Then nigga change the subject

Counting that shit up fast like

You don't know me lil nigga, cause that is the past right?

Imma give my bitch the world if she act right

That boy, I know I am I can't lie

Be in the air, nah I ain't flying I'm high

I make a play and goodbye

This shit dangerous, ain't got a stick you can't ride

This shit dangerous, ain't got a stick you can't ride

When I cop this bitch I ain't leasing

Fell victim to her and I couldn't believe it

Packing up shit but I know she ain't leaving

Stacks on the gram but I know they aint eating

Sticks in the back, I ain't posting them bitches but know that I keep em

Old in the head, I'm making my moves like a geezer

And I ain't off lean

But my dawg he be rolling and leaning like tower of Pisa

Talk to my cousin he know I'm bout business, he say that I sound like Sharita

Bitch ass nigga wasn't keeping it real, really ion even need em

Kept that shit 1000 with niggas

They couldn't even give me the common courtesy shit ugly

Running through the money, it relax me

I been moving shit and touching numbers can't a nigga touch

Ganging round, with real deal hitters, get a nigga touched

Money hunting, made that shit the subject

He can't pay up on that shit we flush em

Ay, them P's gon drop in like a day

We grab them bitches buss em

We got lil bro's for them hoes, we pass them bitches, fuck em

And we got elbows for the low, they sliding in like butter

And we got hunnids, so you ain't talking bout no K's

Then nigga change the subject