Bosses & Shooters

[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Can't fuck with these niggas, they cross you
Don't fuck with them niggas, they losers
All of my niggas, they bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters
Baby mama mad 'cause all these bitches wanna fuck me
In the foreign with choppers in it and that bitch go two-hundred
Whole clique full of bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters
All of my niggas, they bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters
Go get the money, nigga, that's all we know
All of my niggas, they bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters

[Verse 1: Jay Fizzle]
Cous' ain't gotta introduce me
When you see me, nigga, know I'm the shooter
Keep it gangsta, young niggas ridin' with me
Strapped with Glocks and Uzis
These bitches they snakes, they rougish
These niggas they fake, they bogus
Philly cheese, I'm loaded
That's why I keep it loaded
My main bitch say it's over
I fucked lil' shawty over
I dropped her off at work then invited her sister over
I'm a dawg, I'm a dawg, I'm a dawg
That's how I'm rollin'
Fuck lil' shawty good, I got lil' mama payin' homage
Ridin' in somethin' foreign with two Dracos on me
The car, it go two-hundred so I got to keep two hundreds
These niggas out here scared, that's why they steady runnin'
Paper Route, we run this, my shooters gettin' money

[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Can't fuck with these niggas, they cross you
Don't fuck with them niggas, they losers
All of my niggas, they bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters
Baby mama mad 'cause all these bitches wanna fuck me
In the foreign with choppers in it and that bitch go two-hundred
Whole clique full of bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters
All of my niggas, they bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters
Go get the money, nigga, that's all we know
All of my niggas, they bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters

[Verse 2: Bino Brown]
Bino Brown, I'm bossed up
Your bitch a dime, she get tossed up
My ice cold, frost up
I'm Ragu, sauced up
They wanna know how I get the pack in
No NFL but I'm quarterbackin'
Motion picture, I be 'bout the action
Go get the money, I'm chasin' Jacksons
Fuck boy, tell your bitch get off me
I'll star your bucks, I ain't drinkin' coffee
I sip the lean, I don't fuck with green
Clip long as a movie scene
No dressin', I love blue cheese
Laced up like shoe strings
Smokin' nothin' but gas, nigga
I'm sittin' back, this blue dream
All my niggas some bosses
I went and seen my jeweler 'cause these niggas throwin' some crosses
Down with Bino and he pull up in a flyin' saucer
I get 'em straight to your front door, but nigga, it's gon' cost ya
You know I got to be cautious

[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Can't fuck with these niggas, they cross you
Don't fuck with them niggas, they losers
All of my niggas, they bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters
Baby mama mad 'cause all these bitches wanna fuck me
In the foreign with choppers in it and that bitch go two-hundred
Whole clique full of bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters
All of my niggas, they bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters
Go get the money, nigga, that's all we know
All of my niggas, they bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters

[Verse 3: Young Dolph]
Circle full of bosses
Where my top go? I just lost it
Six-thousand dollar outfit, these sneakers ain’t even out yet
Them niggas talk a lot of bullshit
But I swear they ain't even 'bout that
Lil' bad bitch in the projects got two-hundred stashed in her closet
Nah, I ain't ever popped molly, was too busy tryna cop a 'Rari
If I hurt your feelings then I'm sorry
Shit, get some head from my lil' college bitch
Count my first million, woo
Then I count another one, yeah
She said she got the super head
All my niggas 'bout that bread
I don't smoke lemon tree, I guess you can call me a lemon head
Don't fuck with these niggas, they cross you
Can't fuck with them niggas, they fake
All of my niggas they bosses
Drinkin' codeine with my steak
My home boy said you ballin' too hard, lil' nigga, be safe

[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Can't fuck with these niggas, they cross you
Don't fuck with them niggas, they losers
All of my niggas, they bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters
Baby mama mad 'cause all these bitches wanna fuck me
In the foreign with choppers in it and that bitch go two-hundred
Whole clique full of bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters
All of my niggas, they bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters
Go get the money, nigga, that's all we know
All of my niggas, they bosses, all of my niggas, they shooters