Born a Boss

K.T

I was born to be a boss, I'm a son of the plug

On my way to the bank, I could throw you a dub

My H just tapped in, yeah, bitch, what's up?

Seven bitches in the room, tell them who tryna fuck?

Aye, I let my nuts hang, I'm a big dog

Three hundred twenty one, that's a lift off

I ain't saying it don't stink, but my shit cost

Sherman gotta star, this that motherfuckin' shit toss

Speaking on my name, **** better speak highly

Turn a redneck bitch out like Miley

You **** grow fuckin' lil hoes like Kylie

I ain't looking for no hand outs, I'm jolly

A lot of **** hear me, got me feeling like a Nazi

Tryna bite this swag, I don't fuck with you zombies

Me and Ebo, we ain't came up with no body

Hottest from our section, we that Antioch Mazi

Drownin' from the yacht, now you **** sound dumb

Lived in that bitch like ten years plus

I'm like a virgin, I don't give no fucks

I got some hard dick that'll make a bitch bust

Louis on my feet bitch, watch where you stepping

Center of attention every time that I'm present

Get up off your ass, boo, you need to stop begging

I ain't ask for help, I just made some shit happen

Tired of the acting, **** always telling stories

I'm always giving game like a **** in his forties

I had to cop a hammer to eliminate my worries

Only thing I need a bitch for when I'm horny

Go to sleep at night, count ten by the morning

Been chasin' chicken, you would think that I'm farmin'

I don't really want no main bitch 'cause I'm heartless

And I be doing shit where I ain't tryna get no karma

If you ain't my mans, ****, I don't want no feature

Could've snatched your bitch, but I don't wanna keep her

Everybody know that I'm all for the people

But if bro don't fuck with you, I can't fuck with you neither

Would tell you what I make, but you probably won't believe it

Don't tell them what you did 'cause they probably gon' repeat it

When I got shot, I swear I thought I was dreaming

Now I can't ever leave my house without a G-man

Real recognize, real all the fake cake

Don't believe shit about me if I ain't say

You can be my bitch for the night, but you can't stay

Always get my money up front 'cause I can't wait

Sticking to the code like some motherfuckin' duct tape

Always talking money on the phone, all cupcake

Every day, I'm dressed like I'm finna hit the run way

I'm ballin' off the dribble, I don't even gotta pump fake, bitch