Ima Boss lyrics

by

G Herbo


Lil Herbie i'm NoLimit
Hit the strip with my doors tinted
On 28s I'm EBK, f*ck the Mobb, f*ck the Lake
I see Juvie slam the rakes, I see shoota blam the 8
That's word to god no county floor, my word is bond
That's word to shawn I grind for mine
I ride for mine, don't ride for yours
I'm in this b*tch, NoLimit sh*t, I been the sh*t
Don' leave the sh*t, don't need a b*tch
Just tell her lies and feed her di*k
NoLim hoe, pull up in a benz hoe or a lambo
With the black rims and the tan doors
Try to rob me I know rambo
When the can blow, turn a man ghost, make his ass float
That's some real sh*t, get your steel quick, you don't feel me n*gga feel this
Them banana clips they'll peel sh*t
If he didn't know put his info on the window
Have Project get his kinfolk, make his brains fly
This for heroin, I'm a real n*gga you a tampon, throw the ls up, throw your sets up
Shoutout big Buckz yeah he next up
Let the .40 go blow his chest up
Closed casket, leave him messed up
I aim, bang, from the neck up you see red stuff that ain't ketchup
Better catch up, cause I'm burning y'all I'm way too hot
I'm going in I ain't gone stop
Tell yo b*tch to give me top
My flow is cold the 8 is not
Them bags look like tater tots
NoLimit the gang, put that thang to his brain
.45 c*cked back keep them lames in they lane
Hit a stain for his chain
Hit the club in a benz, then leave the lot in a range
I'm on top of the game, I do not f*ck with lames
You get popped for the guap, leave yo top re-arranged
My n*gga Greg laid back but with that MAC he'll change
Leave a n*gga holey'd up
Smoking on that OG stuff
Rolling stogeys in a Dutch
When it get close we throw the duff'
Yeah I'm all about that cash cream, sell a n*gga bad dreams
Lotta sh*t be on my mind going broke the last thing
I go broke you get poked, you don't go you get smoked
.44 to the throat, m.o.b f*ck a hoe, let her know
In the door, Crazy James got semis with him
60 shots, 50 hit him
This ain't rap we be drilling
In them traps making killings
Competition I don't feel 'em
Sending threats, I don't fear 'em
I'm tired of talking Bibby get em
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