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[ Featuring DaBaby ]

Hundred bands for a kilo, nigga
Yung Lan on the track
Ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha
We ain't really trippin' 'bout the losses, ha
We don't deal with y'all, y'all some off brand
We can buy the hittas that we want, real talk man, ha
All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha
We ain't really trippin' 'bout the losses, ha
We don't deal with y'all, y'all some off brand
We can buy the hittas that we want, real talk man, ha

My whole team we got a bankroll, ha
We don't vibe with y'all, y'all some lame hoes, ha
We don't want the loot, we want the smoke oh, ha
If anybody violating in this bitch, gon' die
We don't ball over, we some road runners
Yeah, we got a bag, we want more money, ha
Countin' money, syrup with the Dew, bih
I won't leave the house without the cannon on me
All of my friends, we some bosses, yeah
We ain't really trippin' 'bout the losses, yeah
Ayy, we put a bag on, we gon' pipe it up
We gon' run it up and nobody gon' stop it, yeah

All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha
We ain't really trippin' 'bout the losses, ha
We don't deal with y'all, y'all some off brand
We can buy the hittas that we want, real talk man, ha
All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha
We ain't really trippin' 'bout the losses, ha
We don't deal with y'all, y'all some off brand
We can buy the hittas that we want, real talk man, ha

Ha, I'm a boss and she know it (boss)
Make her pussy wet when I talk, I'm a poet (uh-huh)
F*ck around and shoot like my name Bloc, go get a Rover (let's go)
Had to run off on my plug like I would plot a nigga over (huh)
She's in the attic, go pick up the pound, my bitch a soldier (uh-huh)
My bitch a boss, these other bitches talk, they think they know (yeah)
My wrist, it cost a hundred thousand dollars, I ain't jokin'
You can't call yourself a boss if you ain't went and bought a Rollie, nigga, ah

All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha
We ain't really trippin' 'bout the losses, ha
We don't deal with y'all, y'all some off brand
We can buy the hittas that we want, real talk man, ha
All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha
We ain't really trippin' 'bout the losses, ha
We don't deal with y'all, y'all some off brand
We can buy the hittas that we want, real talk man, ha

Gonna get head in the two-seater, ha
Billion dollar nigga in a wife-beater, ha
Your baby mama, currently got my thumb in her butt
Told her I'ma put her out if she don't make me nut
I could count a mil', a nigga thought I mean a rack
A long cold winter, you gon' know I'm in her, ah
A product of my environment, so bitch I'm thuggin'
I'm gon' f*ck up me a bag every day, it ain't nothin'
My brother, he a boss too, ha
My bitch, she a boss too, ha
Whole gang, they a boss too
Real bosses move with with other bosses, all them bosses move

All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha
We ain't really trippin' 'bout the losses, ha
We don't deal with y'all, y'all some off brand
We can buy the hittas that we want, real talk man, ha
All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha
We ain't really trippin' 'bout the losses, ha
We don't deal with y'all, y'all some off brand
We can buy the hittas that we want, real talk man, ha
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Hundred bands for a kilo, nigga
Yung Lan on the track
Ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha
We ain't really trippin' 'bout the losses, ha
We don't deal with y'all, y'all some off brand
We can buy the hittas that we want, real talk man, ha
All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha
We ain't really trippin' 'bout the losses, ha
We don't deal with y'all, y'all some off brand
We can buy the hittas that we want, real talk man, ha

My whole team we got a bankroll, ha
We don't vibe with y'all, y'all some lame hoes, ha
We don't want the loot, we want the smoke oh, ha
If anybody violating in this bitch, gon' die
We don't ball over, we some road runners
Yeah, we got a bag, we want more money, ha
Countin' money, syrup with the Dew, bih
I won't leave the house without the cannon on me
All of my friends, we some bosses, yeah
We ain't really trippin' 'bout the losses, yeah
Ayy, we put a bag on, we gon' pipe it up
We gon' run it up and nobody gon' stop it, yeah

All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha
We ain't really trippin' 'bout the losses, ha
We don't deal with y'all, y'all some off brand
We can buy the hittas that we want, real talk man, ha
All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha
We ain't really trippin' 'bout the losses, ha
We don't deal with y'all, y'all some off brand
We can buy the hittas that we want, real talk man, ha

Ha, I'm a boss and she know it (boss)
Make her pussy wet when I talk, I'm a poet (uh-huh)
F*ck around and shoot like my name Bloc, go get a Rover (let's go)
Had to run off on my plug like I would plot a nigga over (huh)
She's in the attic, go pick up the pound, my bitch a soldier (uh-huh)
My bitch a boss, these other bitches talk, they think they know (yeah)
My wrist, it cost a hundred thousand dollars, I ain't jokin'
You can't call yourself a boss if you ain't went and bought a Rollie, nigga, ah

All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha
We ain't really trippin' 'bout the losses, ha
We don't deal with y'all, y'all some off brand
We can buy the hittas that we want, real talk man, ha
All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha
We ain't really trippin' 'bout the losses, ha
We don't deal with y'all, y'all some off brand
We can buy the hittas that we want, real talk man, ha

Gonna get head in the two-seater, ha
Billion dollar nigga in a wife-beater, ha
Your baby mama, currently got my thumb in her butt
Told her I'ma put her out if she don't make me nut
I could count a mil', a nigga thought I mean a rack
A long cold winter, you gon' know I'm in her, ah
A product of my environment, so bitch I'm thuggin'
I'm gon' f*ck up me a bag every day, it ain't nothin'
My brother, he a boss too, ha
My bitch, she a boss too, ha
Whole gang, they a boss too
Real bosses move with with other bosses, all them bosses move

All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha
We ain't really trippin' 'bout the losses, ha
We don't deal with y'all, y'all some off brand
We can buy the hittas that we want, real talk man, ha
All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha
We ain't really trippin' 'bout the losses, ha
We don't deal with y'all, y'all some off brand
We can buy the hittas that we want, real talk man, ha
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Writer: Algernod Washington, Brian Anamayatana, Jonathan Lyndale Kirk, Milan Sunil Modi, Ronell Lawrence Levatte
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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