Bosses Linking With Bosses

Yeah

Bitch

Find another **** to play with

10K in ones, a day shift

Back to back to back, I'm racing

Back to back, okay, Treeze

Pussy good, but nothin' to lay with

Nothing, bitch, yeah

Welcome to the— welcome to the mob, bitch, ****, you know that

Served a million times, I still don't trust him, he might cross me

You ain't slick as me, showed his hand and that's gon' cost him

I get 40K a show, I used to serve to all Milwaukee

I heard fans taking pictures 'cause it's bosses link with bosses

I heard fans taking pictures

Yeah, got it on me the sloppy way

Exotic bags, what you tryna pay?

Yeah

I can't lie, I got time today

Fendi coat with the Prada shades

Fendi coat

I'ma keep shippin', tote the stick, Doc Holliday

Doc Holliday

I told her, "Hit the door and handle business, stop tryna stay"

Stop tryna stay

Clearing out my roster, 'bout to play eliminate

Yeah

I don't know who more toxic, is it me or my lemonade?

Pull up to her job, get throat on her lunch break

Money got me spoiled, hoes do what I say

I'm from 7 Mile, **** die, they touch me

Make like thirty thou' every time they touch the eight

**** go through great heights just to show they hate

Blues with me all the time, I'm Beyoncé

Find another **** to play with

Real hitters owe me favors

Snitch ****, no relations

Pissy bitches like probation

Made your bed, gotta lay there

I'm 'bout to start a daycare

My bad side, ain't safe there

All my **** don't play fair

Seven-figure ****, you don't know nothin'

Pokin' out my pocket, but I still don't give a ho nothin'

What you know about serving till the sun come?

Way before high school, they trusted me for coke runs

Label talkin' two M's, at first, they tried to lowball me

I just take the shit that I wear once to the Salvation Army

Boy, I'm in the brothers only world tour, the Navy army

Bake a **** like a hot and ready butter parmesan

Made it out the jungle, I can't lie, a couple scars on me

If they knew what I had on me right now, it'd be five stars on me

**** made at me for no reason, I feel sorry for him

On my granny, I ain't gotta hit the stash or borrow nothin'

Find another **** to play with

He a zero, Jayson Tatum

Street ****, fuck on A-listers

Wavy like the fuckin' Caymans