Boy Would You lyrics

[Intro: Lil Blade]
(Antt did the track)
Man, these fake-ass n*ggas always out here purpin', you know what I'm sayin', man?
Peezy, Pay, man, it's time to get on this b*tch and remind these n*ggas who really doin' all this sh*t, n*gga (Boy, would y'all, Beatgang)

[Verse 1: Payroll Giovanni]
All these rappers rappin' 'bout how they got that work (Got that work)
Ol' robbin'-ass n*gga, go and snatch you a purse (Snatch you a purse)
Boy, would you, I ball like I'm heavy into fraud (Yup)
Presi' cost a whole brick of raw, you never been involved (Never)
Jewelry in the vault, clearly he a boss, you see it in his walk (Yeah)
Diamond chain water like it's Voss, you n*ggas full of talk
Masterpiece platinum (Platinum), 'Dweller rose gold (Yup)
Like buds in earlobes, I can barely hear hoes (What you say?)
Especially over V12 engines and traffic dippin' (Vroom)
1942 shot sippin' while rocks glisten (Yup)
Boss livin', in competition with the moguls (Yeah)
Why you n*ggas still tryna ball on the locals?
Boy, would y'all

[Chorus: Blade Icewood]
(Boy)
Boss up and get this money
(Would you)
Boss up and get this money
(Boy)
Boss up and get this money
(Would you)
Get this money, get this money, n*gga
(Boy)
Boss up and get this money
(Would you)
Boss up and get this money
(Boy)
Boss up and get this money
Get this money, get this money, n*gga
[Verse 2: Lil Blade]
I'm on 6 Mile with six hoes and six thousand on me (Six bands)
Escalades, diamond chains, and a blew-out Rollie (Uh-huh)
Your b*tch told me when I f*ck her, she want my chain on it (Yeah)
White diamonds Russian cut, it look like cocaine on me, uh
It be the lamest n*ggas talkin' 'bout they gettin' paid (Huh?)
f*ckin' up they last tryna flex on Lil Blade (Sit the f*ck down)
Told the jeweler do my chain for Lil Saint (Dance)
Give me head while I'm drivin', got me f*ckin' up the brakes (Skrrt)
In an all-white Rover, tell these n*ggas it's over (It's over)
Try to run up on the boss and put your ass in a coma (n*gga)
I'm the Mayor of the Mitten, got b*tches starin' and kissin', yeah
Y'all n*ggas ain't bossin' up, y'all bullsh*tin', b*tch

[Chorus: Blade Icewood]
(Boy)
Boss up and get this money
(Would you)
Boss up and get this money
(Boy)
Boss up and get this money
(Would you)
Get this money, get this money, n*gga
(Boy)
Boss up and get this money
(Would you)
Boss up and get this money
(Boy)
Boss up and get this money
Get this money, get this money, n*gga
[Verse 3: Peezy]
Your broke ass got a minute phone, ain't never got no minutes (Never got no minutes)
You seem suspicious, get the f*ck up out my business (n*gga)
Ain't got a pot to p*ss in, ain't got a whip to sit in
I stand out, I don't fit in (Yeah), you n*ggas finished (Finished)
Don't stand around here if you ain't gettin' cake (Yeah)
n*ggas in the club, can't even buy a b*tch a drink (Get the f*ck on)
Money counter plugged up right by the kitchen sink
Take me ten minutes to count a fifty-piece, you petty n*ggas tickle me (Hah)
I'm bossin' up for real, quarter mil' in the crib (For real)
Ice dancin' while I stand still, no deal, on chill (Yeah)
Make an M, do it again, I'm gettin' money for real (Yeah)
Run up on me if you want and get your stupid ass killed
Boy, would y'all

[Chorus: Blade Icewood]
(Boy)
Boss up and get this money
(Would you)
Boss up and get this money
(Boy)
Boss up and get this money
(Would you)
Get this money, get this money, n*gga
(Boy)
Boss up and get this money
(Would you)
Boss up and get this money
(Boy)
Boss up and get this money
Get this money, get this money, n*gga
[Outro]
(Beatgang)