Boss

Yeah

Capo Di Capo (that's right)

The boss of all bosses (yeah)

Wall Street bully in this motherfucker (uh-huh)

Talk to him, Free

Big Pop for the props, Sig Beanie the boss

And we been flossin', got the Bentley's and a Porsche

Girls, let's get tossed with the 9-double-M to your cerebellum

Yo, Sig, tell 'em

The life of a boss ain't easy

Every day I'm in your papers, every week I'm on your TV

And if these feds ain't tryin' to squeeze me, these lawyers tryin' to bleed me

It's a small price to pay to play

Court cases in abundance, two case full of hundreds

Round table meetings with the bosses

The house look like a fortress

Driveway full of Porsche's, Bentley's and Rolls-Royce's

Yellow coops with the horses

My niggas dress like they takin' photo shoots for the law enforcement

You acquire on a price then you can't afford it

We eatin', you niggas wearin' fake jewelry

You cheatin'

Man, I'm a boss, I don't count paper, I weigh it

And I don't place bets, I lay it

And I don't kill niggas, I pay ya

Big Pop for the props, Sig Beanie the boss

And we been flossin', got the Bentley's and the Porsche

Girls, let's get tossed with the 9-double-M to your cerebellum

Yo, Sig, tell 'em

If it cost to be the boss, I could foot the bill (uh-huh)

Ball like Chris Paul, nah, I don't push the pill

I just move the rock (move the rock)

I'm a boss, bitch, but you're not

It's what you keep, not what you cop

Niggas talk what they used to do

What they used to have

How much coke that they used to grab

I'm doin' it, you done it

Yeah, you ran it, but we runnin'

If I don't got it, shit, I don't want it

Now I'ma chase, pay, buy, catch it

Back and forth trips to the desert

Tryna hit my number twice, then press it

This money long like cigarette boats

We 'bout to blow it like cigarette smoke