I Done Bossed Up lyrics

[Intro: Peezy]
Shh (Yeah, I done came all the way up, man)
Yeah (n*ggas can't understand how I keep shaking back after every loss)
(I'm blessed, n*gga, by the most high, f*ck boy)
Yeah, I done bossed up, I'm the man (You know what's going on with me, n*gga)
You know, boy
I done bossed up (Million dollar link)
Now I'm rich
(David Wesson)
Ayy (Let's go)

[Verse 1: Peezy]
When your earrings cost seventeen (Seventeen)
It's hard to hear these n*ggas slandering my name (Can't even hear these n*ggas)
Sixty for the watch, forty on the chain (Add that up, n*gga)
Add me up, that's a hundred and some change (For real)
I done bossed up, came all new and still got my old sh*t (I still got it)
Ballin' on my ex b*tch n*gga, I got 'em both sick (Ha)
Brand new Range Rover, that's courtesy of them road trips (Yeah)
I just downed a Perc', I'm finna hit her with this dope di*k (Pull up, ho)
Wake up, brush my teeth, wash my ass, then I get to it (Let's get it)
This ain't for them half-ass n*ggas, this half-a-brick music (Yeah)
Brand new baby Drac' with a fifty, it got some kick to it (For real)
Or I might up this FN on you like, "n*gga, quit moving" (Quit moving, n*gga)
Pull up in the lot (Yeah), press a button, drop the top
n*gga better not p*ss me off, I press a button, it get dropped (Boom)
We'll pull up in your city with the bag, set up shop (Yuh)
Bunch of hundreds, bunch of fifties, ain't no twenties in my knot (Ayy, ayy, ayy, b*tch)
[Chorus: Peezy]
I done bossed up and got a bag (And got a bag, n*gga)
Now all these pus*y n*ggas mad (n*ggas hurt)
I done bossed up (Yeah) and made a killing (Made a killing, b*tch)
Now all these dog hoes in they feelings (They in they feelings, yeah)
I done bossed up and got rich (Got rich now, b*tch)
Now all these sucker n*ggas sick (Sick)
Yeah, I done bossed up and got some paper (Yeah, yeah)
Some of my closest friends turned to haters (To haters), yeah

[Verse 2: Peezy]
I done made it out of poverty (I did)
Now all these bad b*tches wanna swallow me (They wanna swallow me)
Do it for my n*gga B-Soda, I know he proud of me (Soda)
You should see the faces of n*ggas who ever doubted me (They sick)
I ain't signed a deal (No), ain't got no platinum plaques on the wall (Yeah)
You can't tell 'cause I keep on spending racks on my arm (Racks)
Say I'm clumsy with the money, I drop bags in the mall (For real)
Then I pull off in a fast ass car (Skrrt)
She can be laying in bed with her n*gga, she gon' answer my call (Hello)
'Cause she know the way I ball, I wear hundred dollar drawers (Yeah)
Used to steal out the mall, now I cash what I like (Cash what I like)
Pick it out, ring it up, I ain't asking the price (Just ring it up)
When I wave at your ho, it's like I'm flashing a light (Bling)
If I pull this b*tch and aim, you better run for your life (Boy)
Used to eat at granny crib with the roaches and mice (Facts)
Now I eat at Bossa Nova, give me chicken breast and rice, b*tch (Ayy, ayy)
[Chorus: Peezy]
I done bossed up and got a bag (And got a bag, n*gga)
Now all these pus*y n*ggas mad (n*ggas hurt)
I done bossed up (Yeah) and made a killing (Made a killing, b*tch)
Now all these dog hoes in they feelings (They in they feelings, yeah)
I done bossed up and got rich (Got rich now, b*tch)
Now all these sucker n*ggas sick (Sick)
Yeah, I done bossed up and got some paper (Yeah, yeah)
Some of my closest friends turned to haters (To haters), yeah