Lyrics

Bitch imma boss Ian taking no losses And these niggas gone talk But what they gone do when I off them And i don't give a fuck what you thought So you can quit all of that talking Team of shooters like we boston I'm having power like i'm Austin Bitch i got bands on me Kick her out the crib like Jackie Chan on me Shorty in a rush i told her wait for me Money to my ear so what you say to me Bitch i'm the man Fuck nigga know ian playing I get behind it and go super saiyan Go ask ya bitch if you don't know who i am She say she love me she fucking my man I'm bussin ha but i'm jocing her friend Cross me out once i can't trust you again Show yo true colors won't love you again I got it on my own So baby don't you call my phone That money right my wrongs You left me now you're all alone I got a check on me So don't you try to flex on me I keep a tech on me For niggas tryna stretch on me Bitch imma boss Ian taking no losses And these niggas gone talk But what they gone do when I off them And i don't give a fuck what you thought So you can quit all that talking Team of shooters like we boston I'm having power like i'm Austin Bitch i got bands on me I kicked her out the crib like Jackie Chan on me Shorty in a rush i told her wait for me Money to my ear so what you say to me 1k on a whole lot of slatt shit Send shots we gone send em right back bitch And my pockets on swole like a fat bitch Swole like a fat bitch Ian travis scott but i'm smoking on cactus
Writer(s): Lloyd Briggs Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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