lirik lagu bandgang jizzle p - boss thoughts
[verse 1: bandgang jizzle p]
they wanna know what’s going on in my head, sh~t, a lot
but meanwhile i glance at my rollie in this puddle, how i want it all
sh~t, i need [?] 20 years old, i got too many bills
my b~tch steady trippin ’bout these hoes in my dm’s
the labels steady calling with these bullsh~t deals
get the f~ck [?]
[?] i wanna see my mama wrist whipping in that new [?]
i’d rather see my lil brother trippin in them [?]
[?] ’cause i got [?]
sh~t, really, i can talk sh~t for days
but i’m ready to hit the street and find ways to get paid
i grew up [?] crack dealing
pops wasn’t around, so my uncles [?]
yeah, and one time for uncle p
gold wrist, black bentley, sh~t, that’s how i wanna be
swerving through the hood, in the latest of the latеst
top down, giving the lil ones paper
man, that’s thе life of a boss, but [?]
continue [?]
[verse 2: shredgang strap]
boss n~gga, i’m tryna change up the game
mind only on the money, give a f~ck ’bout the fame
b~tch steady on [?] her bf a lame
but i just hit a couple times, and disappear like a fade
i’m on some boss sh~t, ducked off on some loft sh~t
rolling off on the zip, pouring lines til i’m [?]
shout my shooter, he’ll spray y’all n~ggas
get your whole family shot, like a kmart picture
pump taking pics, [?] like facetime
run when you in your own hood like trayvon
we been riding, b~tch, you been high like [?]
2 glock 40’s, you can get gunned down in daytime
boss n~gga, i’ll forever be a boss, n~gga
if it’s beef, make a call, ain’t even gotta talk, n~ggga
and my lil n~ggas out of here
f~ck around and get you [?]
[verse 3: bandgang javar]
i [?] n~ggas to work like [?]
if you got some good [?], you can drive for [?]
from lancing to indiana, i got five for you
i got n~ggas’ baby mamas swiping cards for us
got the hoes working harder than the cement
[?] everyday i get a new recruitment
blueprint, show them how to work, then i don’t do sh~t
i bet your broke ass [?] whip and counting blue strips
when they see [?] they know what tip we on
we be f~cking with them grams, like a nersing home
i got enomies, i don’t really stress them though
boss sh~t get n~ggas gone for the extra low
got my crew shining like new money
hoes’ll have your mind clouded, tryna eat off you
your favorite rapper tryna cop from us
he be snitching, so i act like i ain’t got nothing
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