Boss sh*t lyrics

by

Skilla Baby



[Intro]
(MIA JAY C)
Huh
(I hear you, JAY C)

[Verse 1]
I'm in a city with some real killers
My little baby brown skin, I call her brown sugar
I don't speak on certain sh*t 'cause I'm a real n*gga
You better watch it how you play it, boy, don't be a victim
I know a lame-ass n*gga hate to see me coming
I know a broke-ass n*gga hate to see me trickin'
These n*ggas hate when I'm around 'cause they ain't spending nothin'
I don't even trust nobody, I be in my feelings
If a n*gga play with me, they know I'm killing something
I seen him with the other side, can't even trust my brother
I can't believe I'm falling out with n*ggas over money
n*ggas somewhere being lame, I'm somewhere out the country
n*gga, it's a dirty game, I ain't at all mad
If I hear you f*ck a lame, I ain't gon' call back
I seen them n*ggas with the opps, I got 'em all whacked
I never met Keenan or Kel, but I'm on all that
Me and cuz made a killing of them soft bricks
I ain't on hard, I put my gun where my drawers at
I'm talking to you while we f*cking, baby, talk back
You see her pull up in the drop, just know I bought that
I do boss sh*t
[Chorus]
Rollies for the whole gang, I do boss sh*t
I put my little b*tch in a chain, I do boss sh*t
I got that new Ferrari coming, I do boss sh*t
They know if I don't do nothing, I do boss sh*t
I ain't arguing with no n*gga, I do boss sh*t
Ain't even gotta pull the trigger, I do boss sh*t
I'm out the country, having dinner, I do boss sh*t
In business meetings with my n*gga, I do boss sh*t
I do boss sh*t, baby, I do boss sh*t
I do boss sh*t, baby, I do boss sh*t
I do boss sh*t, baby, I do boss sh*t
I do boss sh*t, baby, I do boss sh*t

[Verse 2]
Boy, I bought cribs before I bought drip
I really caught bricks, we Randy Moss sh*t
They tried to count me out, they thought I lost it
They tryna off me, gotta move cautious
I hate broke sh*t, it make me nauseous
I was just down bad, now I'm up dog sh*t
The streets be getting tricky, Jamal Crawford
We all gon' get rich if we all work
This sh*t be hard work, this sh*t be dedication
They say I'm sick in my head, I need some medication
Rome wasn't made in a day, sh*t gon' take some patience
Laughing with my n*gga, rocket riding in a spaceship
[Chorus]
Rollies for the whole gang, I do boss sh*t
I put my little b*tch in a chain, I do boss sh*t
I got that new Ferrari coming, I do boss sh*t
They know if I don't do nothing, I do boss sh*t
I ain't arguing with no n*gga, I do boss sh*t
Ain't even gotta pull the trigger, I do boss sh*t
I'm out the country, having dinner, I do boss sh*t
In business meetings with my n*gga, I do boss sh*t
I do boss sh*t, baby, I do boss sh*t
I do boss sh*t, baby, I do boss sh*t
I do boss sh*t, baby, I do boss sh*t
I do boss sh*t, baby, I do boss sh*t
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