"Boss Talk" lyrics
Nine shots in the Ruger
I step on the court, they like, 'Watch the shooter'
Look, bitch, I'm a boss (3B)
But nah, I ain't nothin' like Ricky (nothin' like Ricky)
If I got the time, then I could get petty
Start movin' like 50 (pssh)
If they feel the weight (if they feel the weight)
Pussy boy, then come get up with me
(What you like to do?) Party with Treshes (okay)
But I can't go out like Diddy (Diddy)
And I won't leave the door without Sitchy (without Sitchy)
And I won't hit it raw, I need Jimmy (need Jimmy)
For them blues, get 'em clapped like a chef
What I put on his head, couple stemmies (bah)
Stop actin' like you gettin' bred
What you short on the grin? Couple twenties (alright, you gettin' bred)
Let me know who you fed
Yeah, you pop out, alright, but your dog got the munchies (dog)
Ain't a nigga alive ever punk me (punk)
I don't lose one-on-ones, better jump me (jump)
Niggas know what happen if you touch me (bah)
I jump straight and I feel like it's rugby (bah)
I go real and for real, not with monkeys (not with monkeys)
Why you pop out and ain't got no money? (Stupid)
Boy, this shit'll get ugly (shit'll get ugly)
We got shots for bodies, feed the junkies
Yeah, this shit be a myth (3B)
But nah, I ain't talkin' 'bout meetin' him (talkin' 'bout)
The ones that be throwin' them B's
Yellin', 'Boss' anytime that you seein' him (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, he came in that car
But that ambulance, that's where he leavin' in (bah)
Turn that boy into gas
But this ain't no regular, we smokin' premium (look)
If you know that he pussy, why be with him?
If that nigga too broke, bitch, cheat on him (bitch, cheat on him)
If you know that she spun the block a couple times
Why the fuck is you thinkin' 'bout seedin' him? (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
And I know some niggas from the other side
They ain't know shit, we be teasin' 'em (why?)
I came three deep, don't need too many
Walk around this bitch like the new G unit (brrt)
Bitch, I'm a boss (3B)
But nah, I ain't nothin' like Ricky (nothin' like Ricky)
If I got the time, then I could get petty
Start movin' like 50 (pssh)
If they feel the weight (if they feel the weight)
Pussy boy, you can come get up with me
What you like to do? Party with Treshes (okay)
But I can't go out like Diddy (Diddy)
And I won't leave the door without Sitchy (without Sitchy)
And I won't hit it raw, need Jimmy (Jimmy)
Put them blues, get 'em clapped like a chef, when I put it on his head, couple stemmys (bah)
Stop actin' like you gettin' bread, what you showed on the 'Grim? Couple twenties? (Aye, she gettin' bread)
Let me know who you fed, yeah, you paparazzi
Bet your dog got the munchies (it's the dog though, dog)
I step on the court, they like, 'Watch the shooter'
Look, bitch, I'm a boss (3B)
But nah, I ain't nothin' like Ricky (nothin' like Ricky)
If I got the time, then I could get petty
Start movin' like 50 (pssh)
If they feel the weight (if they feel the weight)
Pussy boy, then come get up with me
(What you like to do?) Party with Treshes (okay)
But I can't go out like Diddy (Diddy)
And I won't leave the door without Sitchy (without Sitchy)
And I won't hit it raw, I need Jimmy (need Jimmy)
For them blues, get 'em clapped like a chef
What I put on his head, couple stemmies (bah)
Stop actin' like you gettin' bred
What you short on the grin? Couple twenties (alright, you gettin' bred)
Let me know who you fed
Yeah, you pop out, alright, but your dog got the munchies (dog)
Ain't a nigga alive ever punk me (punk)
I don't lose one-on-ones, better jump me (jump)
Niggas know what happen if you touch me (bah)
I jump straight and I feel like it's rugby (bah)
I go real and for real, not with monkeys (not with monkeys)
Why you pop out and ain't got no money? (Stupid)
Boy, this shit'll get ugly (shit'll get ugly)
We got shots for bodies, feed the junkies
Yeah, this shit be a myth (3B)
But nah, I ain't talkin' 'bout meetin' him (talkin' 'bout)
The ones that be throwin' them B's
Yellin', 'Boss' anytime that you seein' him (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, he came in that car
But that ambulance, that's where he leavin' in (bah)
Turn that boy into gas
But this ain't no regular, we smokin' premium (look)
If you know that he pussy, why be with him?
If that nigga too broke, bitch, cheat on him (bitch, cheat on him)
If you know that she spun the block a couple times
Why the fuck is you thinkin' 'bout seedin' him? (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
And I know some niggas from the other side
They ain't know shit, we be teasin' 'em (why?)
I came three deep, don't need too many
Walk around this bitch like the new G unit (brrt)
Bitch, I'm a boss (3B)
But nah, I ain't nothin' like Ricky (nothin' like Ricky)
If I got the time, then I could get petty
Start movin' like 50 (pssh)
If they feel the weight (if they feel the weight)
Pussy boy, you can come get up with me
What you like to do? Party with Treshes (okay)
But I can't go out like Diddy (Diddy)
And I won't leave the door without Sitchy (without Sitchy)
And I won't hit it raw, need Jimmy (Jimmy)
Put them blues, get 'em clapped like a chef, when I put it on his head, couple stemmys (bah)
Stop actin' like you gettin' bread, what you showed on the 'Grim? Couple twenties? (Aye, she gettin' bread)
Let me know who you fed, yeah, you paparazzi
Bet your dog got the munchies (it's the dog though, dog)
