"Boss Talk" lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah
How fuck we gon' boss talk?
Pull up with the doors off
Nigga

If ye ain't bossed up, how fuck we gon' boss talk?
This that Rubicon Jeep, pull up with the doors off
This that foreign truck shit, Beamer X4 talk
Make ya bitch sneak out the crib when your doors off
This that Big Za, shit blows your nose off
This that paper route shit and I don't need no dough
This that—, don't turn the stove off
Pull up drop the window, Big Za what I'm smokin', nigga

Murder shit simple, fuck that, get in motion, nigga
On 95, doing 105, just floating, nigga
Beating up that road got my front pockets swollen, nigga
Where the fuck is my ash tray? I cut through thumb 6k on a bad day
Patt moving tree, you'll swear he do landscape
This that M sport, 93 in my gas tank
Pay me what you owe me, stop playing with my money, nigga
It don't fucking a nine to keep it a hundred, nigga
Speed limit say 65 but I'm doing a hundred, nigga
Why is you talking out your ass? You ain't about shit, jit
If you want some za, come here, come take a slim, jit?
Focus on my rear views, I'm moving swift, jit
Pussy bitch, I'm lit like December 25th, jit
Double cup, I'm pouring Henny out the fifth, nigga
I'll take a nigga bitch and spoil her ass like milk, nigga

If ye ain't bossed up, how fuck we gon' boss talk?
This that Rubicon Jeep, pull up with the doors off
This that foreign truck shit, Beamer X4 talk
Make ya bitch sneak out the crib when your doors off
This that Big Za, shit blows your nose off
This that paper route shit and I don't need no dough
This that—, don't turn the stove off
Pull up drop the window, Big Za what I'm smokin', nigga