Lyrics:
aim had made him jump like he from criss cross
Put my money in a grave like i'm Rick Ross
Got my fingers in a bunch everywhere you see me
Shawty said I
tolerance
I’m on fire
Like a commit
I’m a boss
Fuck with me
At what cost
Hustler
Like Rick Ross
I rob you
That’s a loss
That’s an L
I’m on a
Highway to hell
Pockets fat like Rick Ross's
Haters move cautious
Nicotin flow they addicted and get nauseous
22 spendin' on a pan of mary porches
You can say the rockers
rejoice
Just by my sound she moving to my voice
I walk around like a boss, Rick Ross
I don't wait on no bitch, it's yo loss
I get whatever I want, fuck
find peace in this warfare
Livin life like it's the last day
I don't wanna get in the way of
You and I
You know why
Gotta make it outta here
Make it
to hold me
I bet by now you've done cloned me, or probably dis-owned me
These hoes think they know me
Now that I'm on these hoes act like they own me
So
man you can't compute it
Cry me a river, Vladimir Putin
Rick, I'm a boss
Cane, I ain't gotta floss
Tiki-taka like Saka
Need a mil in the box
By cane I
Come here baby girl, lemme holla at cha
Yea... I do this for the West man... Tryna put the hood on, you know what I'm saying?
So I see you and Roccz
fried
I don't know what's going on, and I don't even wanna know why
I get high to pass time by
She wanna be my bitch, I say nah-nah
You really the type, I
like
Two things I never do. fall in love or drop a MIC
I'm Big Ill, now you know my style I'm glad you came
I give your man a pound, then I ask you
You the shit say it! You
Don't have to be humble
Be like Ray J "I'm tired of being humble"
I'm not a cocky person by nature
Scaff, be cocky for her
closet
How can you be happy when that surrounded by the cost
And Rick Ross just keep screaming "be a boss"
I need a "woo!" like $ah (I need a "woo!")
I
the big bucks
So if I gotta be trash, yo, fucking call a garbage truck
Love don't have a price but you gotta know the deal
I'm a tell it like it is 'cause I
'm signed to MMG, money, murder and guns
Rick Ross was official, I knew him a long time
'Cause he took off his shades just so he can look in my eye
Back
Get slapped by my will cause you know that I'm owning
You talking too slick need to go change your tone and
I'm bussing his and I'm fucking her dome in
know, running in the Slick Rick
Bro, getting hit up by Big Daddy Kane. What the fuck, bro
Sorry I put it out like that, but it's facts, you know what I
'm not a atheist
Wanted like kingpins by ATF
Your girl want my name on her chest
Me and Rick argue about whose chain is the best
Gucci boxers, my diet
she Criss Cross
Watch that thang jump jump then I push it like I'm Rick Ross
I push it like I'm Rick Ross
I said I push it like I'm Rick Ross
So fuck
fast, yeah, she givin' that hyperslop
B-B-Bad bitch, rockin' some ricks with a biker top
I'm goofy, don't know if I'm high as a kite or not
Can't go off
I'm talkin' to you as a man
How the FUCK is you flossin a Benz?
Listenin' to this nigga Rick Ross dissin' 'em
Jim Jones dissin' Jay
This rap shit
Bitch I'm on the mushrooms, you off a different toad
Bitch I ain't know it's Thanksgiving you look like a turkey
Bitch I don't care she gon swallow my
You know us big mouth Harlem niggas don't know how to act
I got my West Coast connection
These dead in the street industry mothafuckas
Talkin'
watch
Turn the rave to a gunman's spot, why not?
Left the room hot, but I'm a boss, Rick Ross
Oh gosh, what's the ways? TikTok
Anyone can have it,
everybody is thinkin' too
I don't know if you doin'
Drugs or you caught somethin'
But you look like poppin'
Pills and unprotected
Sex is not the thing to do
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