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lei - boss lyrics

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[intro]
808 bless yo’ trap
808 bless yo’ trap
808 bless yo’ trap
808 bless yo’ trap

[chorus]
young rich n+gga, i could teach you how to ball
young rich n+gga, my money too tall
keep glocks and b+tches on my b+lls
sh+t get real when you turn to the boss
money coming in when you turn to the boss
hoes coming in when you turn to the boss
flexed up, flexed up, oh yeah, flexed up, flexed up
flexed up, flexed up, oh yeah, flexed up, flexed up
raver my jean, pink all in my cup
fall asleep on codeine, i’m ’bout to swag it up
molly all on her t++th, soon as she wake up
i’on еven wanna breathe, no, i’on еven wanna love
i’on even wanna breathe, no, i’on even wanna love
right after you leave me, i feel like i’m ’boutta be done

[verse]
smoking on good green, it go straight to my lung
sipping on promethazine, getting top, b+tch, she got me stuck
dead opps, i just put ’em in a runt
they opps, i just put ’em in a blunt
got guns and drugs under rugs
808 make the whole trap jump
808 make the whole trap jump
when i bring out my wrist, it’s a flood
when i flex up my wrist, it’s a flood
when i bring out my neck, it’s a flood
when she bring out her neck, she go dumb
she nastym i f+ck wit a sl+t
i’m rolling off flats in this truck
n+ggas crashing out, tryna keep up
they get x’d out, two hundred pump
pick yo’ mans up, go pick him up
throw my bands up, don’t pick ’em up
i f+ck that b+tch raw dog like a mut
i got a new b+tch every month
“slime, what you want? like you up to something,” yeah
i’on even know what they want
but i could tell that these n+ggas ain’t nothin’, yeah
[chorus]
young rich n+gga, i could teach you how to ball
young rich n+gga, my money too tall
keep glocks and b+tches on my b+lls
sh+t get real when you turn to the boss
money coming in when you turn to the boss
hoes coming in when you turn to the boss
flexed up, flexed up, oh yeah, flexed up, flexed up
flexed up, flexed up, oh yeah, flexed up, flexed up
raver my jean, pink all in my cup
fall asleep on codeine, i’m ’bout to swag it up
molly all on her t++th, soon as she wake up
i’on even wanna breathe, no, i’on even wanna love
i’on even wanna breathe, no, i’on even wanna love
right after you leave me, i feel like i’m ’boutta be done



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