Lyrics
2 Bosses in a Maybach
Huh
We-We rollin weed in the Maycbach
T-T-Two Bosses in a Maybach, Maybach, laid back
W-w-we
We rollin weed in the Maybach
We ashin weed in the Maybach
2 Bad bitches is scrubbing ma back
Happy ending massages picking asses from racks
White coke on books with Asians and blacks
We counting money with the Jews bouta crack a bottle
Mazel tov celebrating like I won the lotto
Talkin money twitter bitches thinking its a typo
iPhone 5 connected to the Maybach
Watching documentaries of B.I.G and TuPac
Man you can't miss it
When I drive passed
Smell the green and get lifted
Wah
Damn Im so gifted
First day I moved kilograms
It grew the business
Talking like you know a muh-fucka
Man I fucking kill ya
Calling me yo homie
Nigga yon even look familiar
Chillin in the yard
While me and Bras is in the building
Ya closing your sun roof while we
We glass top ceiling
2 Bosses in a Maybach
Huh
We-We rollin weed in the Maycbach
T-T-Two Bosses in a Maybach, Maybach, laid back
W-w-we
We rollin weed in the Maybach
We ashin weed in the Maybach
Tswyza, Yo
We don't get high, we elevate
Beggars can't be choosers, we allocate
Cause weed will make a gay nigga set the record straight
Make a nigga burn a playboy calendar to get a hot date
Get it like a hot plate
Up in your carcass live vultures
We don't render them services
We call it agriculture
The Kush we push, make a nigga shoosh
Obama president, he beat around the Bush
Financial confidence
Collateral competence
Owe me money better pay me more than compliments
Need to open another bank account
So I can accommodate bigger amounts