BOSS b*tch (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Etika]
It's 2:26, hold on, you tryna—
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
Hold it on
Stop the stream, it's 2:26 AM in Cali right now, dogs
This n*ggas got a bedtime, what the f*ck?

[Chorus: mol$ & wonder]
Put a rocket to your throat and make you motherf*ckin' drop, b*tch
Pull up to your pad and wet it up, like a mop, b*tch
All my shooters ninjas, take you out with some chopsticks
Think I'm capping, catch you lacking, dummy, I'm a boss b*tch
I'm a boss b*tch, baby, I'm a boss b*tch
Pull up to your pad and wet it up, like a mop, b*tch
I'm a boss b*tch, baby, I'm a boss b*tch
All my shooters ninjas, take you out with some chopsticks (Yeah, ooh, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: wonder, mol$, both]
I'm a bad-ass b*tch, pass my bestie the stick
'Cause I pull up with just my fist while they got choppers equipped
I got some badass b*tches who gon' f*ck with my sh*t
While you stay nameless at the functions, they don't know who you is
b*tch send 'em back, I keep it a stack
Next time I see you we'll be wearing black
I cannot relax, I've been in your bag
Today, you just in my way, your b*tch give me a message to relay (Grah)
She don't need you babe, all this f*ckin' money make me cray
'Cause I'm that b*tch with the big bag, I pull up on your b*tch ass
I get my purple wig and then I head into the kick bag
f*ck that b*tch, sh*t, f*ckin' image
I don't play round with these women, brush my extensions
I shut him up before he even finishin' his sentence
I don't even check up on him, he visit my mentions, uh, uh
Me and mol$ too cold, we don't f*ck with you hoes
And you a broke ass ho and I got money to blow, uh

[Chorus: mol$]
Put a rocket to your throat and make you motherf*ckin' drop, b*tch
Pull up to your pad and wet it up, like a mop, b*tch
All my shooters ninjas, take you out with some chopsticks
Think I'm capping, catch you lacking, dummy, I'm a boss b*tch
I'm a boss b*tch, baby, I'm a boss b*tch
Pull up to your pad and wet it up, like a mop, b*tch
I'm a boss b*tch, baby, I'm a boss b*tch
All my shooters ninjas, take you out with some chopsticks
[Verse 2: mol$]
Uh, b*tch don't f*ck with me now
Know I came up from nothin', watch your son, ain't f*ckin' around
I grab the gat and pull it back and watch your head hit the ground
You think you funny but you don't say sh*t when no one around
These pussies talking out their ass, these b*tches don't wanna play
They gonna walk all on my name and then pull back in one day
They keep my name inside they mouth and in their head's where I stay
So when I'm up, they mad as f*ck that they can't get in my way
I keep a strap if anyone just wanna come and rob my fade
pus*y boy, talking reckless, till he's lying in the grave
Ask your girl for her favorite artist, she might say my name
They call me Heisenberg 'cause I be cookin' every f*ckin' day

[Interlude]
That's why you know, that you don't let a weapon spray
'Cause I'll f*ck your girl in your own house
That's the reason why your door was open when you came home yesterday

[Chorus: mol$]
Put a rocket to your throat and make you motherf*ckin' drop, b*tch
Pull up to your pad and wet it up, like a mop, b*tch
All my shooters ninjas, take you out with some chopsticks
Think I'm capping, catch you lacking, dummy, I'm a boss b*tch
I'm a boss b*tch, baby, I'm a boss b*tch
Pull up to your pad and wet it up, like a mop, b*tch
I'm a boss b*tch, baby, I'm a boss b*tch
All my shooters ninjas, take you out with some chopsticks