Boss Talk Lyrics

Boss Talk

In Jersey, I hit the boardwalk In the backseat with my seatbelt, Porsche talk

Yeah, the kids stare at the crosswalk I hop out of Hennessy, sauce walk

Fresh sweats, LaCoste sport Cause I can fit 50 n a tech, fuck what yours

cost I'm takin' everything, boss hog

So if you don't wanna meet the Lord, take the cross off

ON God, I sent him right upstairs, a headcase I ain't got it all right up there, a snitch

in a fed case is all I fear, cause what good am I to

JaVair if I ain't here

Yeah, it's rules and you niggas got him fucked up

They get diddy money, bust a dance move, young puff

Uh, they only love you when your funds up Don't let your guard down, baby, keep your guns up

BOSS TALK

I remember baggin' up mad as fuck, man, this shit is small

Change and alley-oop the rock and turn the strip into a ball game

I can get chips anywhere, got LeBron game

Get your whole clique mopped up for the small fame

Yeah, I'm in this bitch like Ante up

You're dealin' with a bar god, Xanny plug

Bag on me, not the fanny one

And I ain't performin' there unless the family come

Yeah, And they let me get my stick in it

I turn the Q into a P by flippin' it

Put that inside the project, buildin' N

Really shook shit up, had tenants tremblin

Moncler, antique Timberlands

From ridin' banshees, to the big willin' it

She can't feel her face, but she feelin' it

Cause it's a different feelin' when it's boss talk

Boss talk

Boss talk

Boss talk

Boss talk

Boss talk