(+) Migos_-_Bosses_Don_t_Speak
Can't go out there playin'
When you see us young rich niggas
Droppin' straight cash on whips flooded ice
I know you like
how the fuck these niggas got so much drip?
Hundred thousand dollar watches
Three point five million dollar cribs and shit
Check the forbes list nigga
I'm in the coupe fo' sho
Candy coat
Maison margiela my coat
I'm on froze
Put a lil bitch on the cold
Anna nicole
Everything glitter ain't gold
You're gettin' exposed
Hop in the frog and leap
Patek philippe
Servin' them dummy bricks
I get them for cheap
Hop in the wraith and I creep
Massage the seats
I got the racks in the brief
Bosses don't speak
All of my bitch ain't a hundred
Oh yeah my wrist cost a hundred
Hundreds on hundreds on hundreds
I'll take your life for this money
I took the top of the coupe it's insane
I did this shit for the pain
Boarding a private plane
Audemar pig' with the skeleton plain
Put her on x put her on percs
There go set baller alert
Don't sip liquor I'm only on syrup
Put the dope in your hand
Want the money on the first
I got a bag of the lotto
The cookie the sherbert
It's a murder on the nawf
And they try to put me in the verdict
I got the birdies ballin' like julius erving
Cookin' it early dope get to singin' like shirley
Got thirties on thirties
We callin' them thirties steph curry
Don't talk to me dirty
'Cause my niggas goin' seven thirty
Gave her the pink molly
Told a bitch yeah it's kirby
I'ma just fuck her three times
And then I'ma curve it
Oh my god she said her
Feelings is hurtin'
Shut the fuck up lil' thotty
Suck it and slurp it
Where was everybody
When I was just hurtin'?
Only the gang survived it's family first
I'm in the coupe fo' sho
Candy coat
Maison margiela my coat
I'm on froze
Put a lil bitch on the cold
Anna nicole
Everything glitter ain't gold
You're gettin' exposed
Hop in the frog and leap
Patek philippe
Servin' them dummy bricks
I get them for cheap
Hop in the wraith and I creep
Massage the seats
I got the racks in the brief
Bosses don't speak
Oh my god
I bought a foreign and dodge
Oh my god
I had a foreign menage
Oh my god
Thought you were real you 'flauge
Bullets fly and then you flee
Nigga we seen your heart
Iced teeth cellphone beep
Fight me body bag sheets
Am I geeked? bitch I might be
Chanel seats mansion
Twelve thousand square feet
Once I beat
I tell that bitch to stay away from me
I'm not talkin' 'bout no thot
I'm talkin' your favorite piece
I came from the nawf then jumped
Into the major league
You ain't never drove
This valet so I keep the key
Said she can't leave without her friend
I got them knee to knee
When you rich like me
This is what it's s'posed to be
Can't get close to me
Backwoods roll the leaf
I done survived some beef
Now I can massage my seats
I'm in the coupe fo' sho
Candy coat
Maison margiela my coat
I'm on froze
Put a lil bitch on the cold
Anna nicole
Everything glitter ain't gold
You're gettin' exposed
Hop in the frog and leap
Patek philippe
Servin' them dummy bricks
I get them for cheap
Hop in the wraith and I creep
Massage the seats
I got the racks in the brief
Bosses don't speak