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Boss Up Lyrics
[Chorus]
Taking trips for them bands, I be roadrunning
Is you tryna boss up? Let me know something (Let me know something)
Got the syrup in the Sprite, finna pour something (Syrup)
In the streets, it get cold, have your nose running (Have your nose running)
Got a stick on my hip, finna blow something
Got a sniper on the roof, finna dome something (Dome something)
Aye, young nigga, I just want a bankroll
I been trapping all week in the same clothes
[Verse 1]
Stop blowing up my phone if it ain't about a check ('Bout a check)
When I walk past, all these hoes break necks (Break necks)
Have this bitch blow my whistle likе a motherfucking ref
And this ain't Hi-C, bitch, this Hi-Tech (Hi-Tеch)
Play the hand you dealt, better shuffle up the deck
Got these broke niggas mad, yeah, they hate to see me flex (Flex, flex)
Fuck a nigga bitch then I'm on to the next (To the next)
Got her nigga hella mad and he blowing up her texts while she giving up the neck, aye (Aye)
While she giving up the neck
Yeah, he blowing up her texts while she giving up the neck
Got his bitch wet, now this nigga upset (Hella mad)
[Chorus]
Taking trips for them bands, I be roadrunning
Is you tryna boss up? Let me know something (Let me know something)
Got the syrup in the Sprite, finna pour something (Syrup)
In the streets, it get cold, have your nose running (Have your nose running)
Got a stick on my hip, finna blow something
Got a sniper on the roof, finna dome something (Dome something)
Aye, young nigga, I just want a bankroll
I been trapping all week in the same clothes
[Verse 2]
Stop stealing my style, nigga, knock it off (Knock it off)
Aye, sipping out the brick got me nodding off (Nodding off)
Young hot nigga, make my ice melt (Hot, hot, hot)
Fuck her then I kick her out like a black belt
And you niggas ain't real, y'all just act well (Y'all just act well)
No, you niggas ain't real, y'all just act well (Y'all just act well)
I don't wanna fuck your bitch 'cause her cat smell
And that nigga always hating, he could catch shells
Aye, bounce out that foreign with a stick (With a stick)
All these blues on a nigga, you would think I was a Crip (Was a Crip)
Bitch, we blowing out the pound, not no motherfucking zip (Out the P)
If I ever go down I'ma stay stitch lipped (Stitch lipped)
Why these niggas always hating? Get the fuck off my dick, aye, aye (What the fuck?)
Ain't that what your bitch for? (What your bitch for)
What's the price on the bricks? What it hit for? (What it hit for?)
If the price too high we gon' kick door (Kick door)
[Chorus]
Taking trips for them bands, I be roadrunning
Is you tryna boss up? Let me know something (Let me know something)
Got the syrup in the Sprite, finna pour something (Syrup)
In the streets, it get cold, have your nose running (Have your nose running)
Got a stick on my hip, finna blow something
Got a sniper on the roof, finna dome something (Dome something)
Aye, young nigga, I just want a bankroll
I been trapping all week in the same clothes