Operate Like A Boss lyrics
by Babyface Ray
[Verse 1: Damedot]
Got it all on me feelin' crazy (Feelin' lit)
Reached in the Robins, felt the keys to the spaceship
Feelin' like a daddy 'cause I just whipped a baby (Lean)
Ain't wanna f*ck your b*tch, but this iced Rollie made me (Okay)
Way I do my thing in the kitchen, sh*t amazing (Out of control)
Caught my b*tch starin' at me one day, it was crazy (Who you lookin' at?)
My granny told me sh*t come to who wait, but I'm impatient (Can't wait)
Baggin' up these onions got my f*ckin' head achin' (Drank)
Hit the strip club, I got ten all dubs
Shoot, make it rain, that's what I'ma get to throwin'
Out-of-town call say it's 'bout to start snowin' (Hello?)
That's all I need to hear, I got up and got in motion
He asked me was the work swimmin'? Told him like the ocean
I can make the work jump, man, ain't talkin' 'bout no Jordans (Uh-huh)
Wholе team eatin', I ain't talkin' no Tim Hortons (Facts)
Hustle all night, feel likе a boss in the morning
n*gga
[Chorus]
I'm a hustler, baby, I operate like a boss
Put that raid to the work, I got a play full of soft
VVSs in my chain look like a lake or a boss
If it's any leftovers, then I'm scrapin' 'em off
And it's crazy how a n*gga gettin' paid just to talk
I go crazy every time I get played in the bar
No, we ain't signed, but we gettin' cake like we are
Yeah, I make grams, but I still play with ARs
[Verse 2: Babyface Ray]
They already know (Know), they already knew (Been knew that)
Rap feelin' homeless (Huh?), I ain't got a roof
Bad b*tches trailin' (Yeah), swervin' to the voo (Come on)
Met him at a show for me, Peezy hit him too (My n*gga)
Gram in my blunt (Loud), three in my juice (Act')
Baby, I'm Team Eastside, who is you? (Is you)
Walk in the club, watch these hoes get loose (Break it down)
You come and get one, you might get two (Front you)
That b*tch you wifin', that's my boo (My thing)
All-gold everything, trippin', me and Blue (Roley Gang)
Rubberband bankrolls stickin' out my nudies (Yeah)
b*tch, you must be stupid (Huh?), ball like I'm hoopin' (Dirt)
(Pass me my cup) Lawyer Jewish
Got so much loud, rollin' 'Woods like they loosies (b*tch)
Laughin' out Revive, walkin' in Carusies (Caruso)
Real Ghetto Boyz ride foreigns like hoopties
[Chorus]
I'm a hustler, baby, I operate like a boss
Put that raid to the work, I got a play full of soft
VVSs in my chain look like a lake or a boss
If it's any leftovers, then I'm scrapin' 'em off
And it's crazy how a n*gga gettin' paid just to talk
I go crazy every time I get played in the bar
No, we ain't signed, but we gettin' cake like we are
Yeah, I make grams, but I still play with ARs
[Verse 3: Peezy]
They already know (They know), Ghetto Boyz, baby (Yeah)
Drop three times, had the ghetto goin' crazy (Remember?)
Three in one pop, I'm finna die, somebody save me
Wore my Jesus piece to church, pastor thought that I was crazy (Yeah)
Grew up playin' ball (Ball), how I started trappin'? (I don't know)
When your whole hood filled with fiends, this what happen (You know?)
Teacher asked what I wanted to do, I said, "Traffic" (You hear me?)
Last time I seen her, we had Forgis on the Magnum (b*tch)
Fat, black as ever (Peezy), Cartis white as Heaven (Buffs)
Sippin' on purple (Gang), slingin' blues and yellows (Beans)
Thirty-eight hundred in my pocket feelin' special (Somethin' light)
Twenty-five of that was all profit, I finessed 'em (n*gga)
Feelin' like loud (Yeah), lookin' all icy (Bum)
Had her geeked up, she say, "You Peezy?" b*tch, I might be (I might be)
How is that your b*tch but she textin' me in private?
Just the thought about that bag shootin' out get me excited (Uh)
[Chorus]
I'm a hustler, baby, I operate like a boss
Put that raid to the work, I got a play full of soft
VVSs in my chain look like a lake or a boss
If it's any leftovers, then I'm scrapin' 'em off
And it's crazy how a n*gga gettin' paid just to talk
I go crazy every time I get played in the bar
No, we ain't signed, but we gettin' cake like we are
Yeah, I make grams, but I still play with ARs