Boss Life (feat. Offset)

(Think it's a game)

(Ant Chamberlain that's a hundred points)

Oh Young Fly ****, I kick big shit, yeah

Plus my wrist lit, ha (Wrist)

Plus my bitch rich, yeah (Bitch)

I'm a big pimp, ha (Woo)

I talk big shit, yeah (Hey)

We got sticks, bitch, yeah (Brrt)

We don't miss shit, yeah, oh (Brrt, brrt, brrt)

Yeah, wrist on frostbite (Frost)

Wedding bands look like headlights (Woo)

This the boss life, yeah (Yeah)

My bitch exclusive and she boujee, yeah (My bitch is boujee)

Real life, no movie, whole lotta groupies, yeah (Uh)

I gotta movie clip, huh, and a lil' Uzi

Yes, and they like to talk a lot

Yeah, but we like to mute shit, yeah (Uh, uh)

Pull up and shoot shit, yeah

All out the roof and shit, yeah

Trap out the Ruth's Chris, yeah

Bust down your Cuban, yeah (Uh)

Oh Montana, sound like Tony Montana

Hold lotta drawers of bandanas

I don't fuck with no rappers

I got love for my trappers, yeah

Reachin' for my chain

See I know blood, they gon' wack him, yeah, yeah

New spot, like the Falcons

New drop, this the fast one

Get some top in the Aston

1.5 in cash, bruh

Young Fly ****, they like, "He so handsome'

I might slide through in that Rolls Royce Phantom

Oh Young Fly ****, I kick big shit, yeah (I kick big shit)

Plus my wrist lit, ha (Plus my wrist)

Plus my bitch rich, yeah (Plus my bitch, yeah)

I'm a big pimp, ha (I'm a pimp, yeah)

I talk big shit, yeah (I talk big shit)

We got sticks, bitch, yeah (We got sticks, bitch)

We don't miss shit, yeah, oh (Oh no)

Yo, wrist on frostbite (On frostbite)

Wedding bands look like headlights (Woo)

This the boss life, yeah (Offset)

My bitch exclusive and she boujee, yeah (My bitch boujee)

Real life, no movie, whole lotta groupies, yeah (Offset)

My whole cup polluted (Drank)

Gettin' that Prada how you can (Huh)

We take the four from the groupies (Woo)

I'm drippin', baby, excuse me (Drip)

Whole lotta gang in here (Gang)

Nawfside ****, no names in here (Nawf)

Pinky ring, crystal clear (Hey)

40K spent on a private Lear

60K Solitaire (60 ball)

I cannot vibe with queers (Uh-uh)

I got the heart of a bear (Huh)

Bustin' them down by the pair (Bust down)

Patek Philippe is rare (Hey)

I'll smash and pull on her hair (Smash)

Trap fashion, look what I wear (Trap fashion)

It's a ghost but do not be scared (Uh-uh)

It's a Wraith with the stars in the ceiling, yeah (Stars)

They go ape on them balls, catch a body, yeah

Let my dick fill in her mouth like it's a cavity, yeah

Sippin' on codeine, floating with no gravity, yeah

Oh Young Fly ****, I kick big shit, yeah

Plus my wrist lit, ha (Wrist)

Plus my bitch rich, yeah (Bitch)

I'm a big pimp, ha (Woo)

I talk big shit, yeah (Hey)

We got sticks, bitch, yeah (Brrt)

We don't miss shit, yeah, oh (Brrt, brrt, brrt)

Yo, wrist on frostbite

Wedding bands look like headlights

This the boss life, yeah

My bitch exclusive and she boujee, yeah

Real life, no movie, whole lotta groupies, yeah

(Think it's a game)

Yeah, I kick big shit, ha

I'm a big dog, yeah, oh

Hey yo, big shot, ha

I talk big shit

I got big wheels, yeah