boss billionaire - hit lyrics
(foreword- (cough) the f-ckin sour got me coughin
i’m in the matrix
turn the lights off
oh sh-t i forgot they’re already off
ya’ll know i’m a nighttime n-gga
scoop is for bozos
we bout ta whoop
yeah?
awwww man!)
i drop a bag on a n-gga that’s a hit (woah)
drop a bag on a n-gga that’s a hit (that’s a hit)
a hundred thou for a feature that’s a hit (woah)
i don’t got a whole lotta n-ggas hit (hit)
i’m up early getting to the money (ayyyyy)
we still gettin to the money (ayyyyy)
i’m up early getting to the money (ayyyyy)
we still gettin to the money (ayyyyy)
my b-tch that a hundred thou would get em wiped off
like the pistol that i stashed in the dashboard
welcome to organized crime i’m a mob boss
cameras gettin fur is it time for a shirt (swag)
booty boxers, they’re built from italy
holding up the pants made of spider silk
my kicks are davinci and those socks in the porche boxter (skrrrt)
i’m smokin weed like a rockster
tommy gun like a mobster
yeah, face it i’m a rock star
tell the b-tches i’m a superstar
i got superstar status, i got superstar status
all of ya’ll are trash, i mean the group all of ya’ll average
i’m on a different type of time now, i’m talking play with me and find out
i stabbed a n-gga mom at the store, until the knife get dull
shakey warrior, i’m a righteous bull
every bar is meditated, pre meditated murder
fire, air, water, and earth
the simple life make me feelin like i live long
when i step in the club, it’s a sh-tstorm
b-tches on my d-ck like a got another good song
i drop a bag on a n-gga that’s a hit (woah)
drop a bag on a n-gga that’s a hit (that’s a hit)
a hundred though for a feature that’s a hit (woah)
i don’t got a whole lotta n-ggas hit (hit)
i’m up early getting to the money (ayyyyy)
we still gettin to the money (ayyyyy)
i’m up early getting to the money (ayyyyy)
we still gettin to the money (ayyyyy)
we in the time where you grind until you p-ss out
i won’t preform unless they give they bags out
show money like chappin out a crack house (yeah?)
where i’m from don’t go outside without the strap out
we were little kids with our dads out (brrrrrrt)
i’m not a rapper i’m a hustler with a rap style (yeah)
gettin money is a life style
you talk different when that bag weight a couple pounds
it’s very scary when they think your moneys stationary
it grow when you get close, like a face mirror
extra cream on top, got the cake smearing
on this ice got the jake staring, the whole place staring
i’m easter sunday back to school fresh
the sh-t i’m wearing match the cool breeze
sh-t this outfit costs 10 g’s
you better catch me gettin life feed
cause i’m steppin in some nice feet
nah baby these ain’t nike
ferragamo costs more than mic fees
that’s light cheese, i don’t think these n-ggas like me
cause my shoes ain’t jordan or nike
you want a hit, choose the right beat (aww)
i drop a bag on a n-gga that’s a hit (woah)
drop a bag on a n-gga that’s a hit (that’s a hit)
a hundred thou for a feature that’s a hit (woah)
i don’t got a whole lotta n-ggas hit (hit)
i’m up early getting to the money (ayyyyy)
we still gettin to the money (ayyyyy)
i’m up early getting to the money (ayyyyy)
we still gettin to the money (ayyyyy)
(afterword- yo, anything in this world that you want you can have it
if you grind for it, you can pay for your tuition
you hear me?
boss billionaire
dark matta records
awwww)
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