
lirik lagu shredgang mone & lom rudy - fw a boss
[intro: shredgang mone]
told the b~tch to bring the bank out, she f~ckin’ with a— (my n~gga johnny got another one)
the biggest shred
told the b~tch to bring the bank out, you f~ckin’ with a boss (a boss)
f~ckin’ with a boss
look (shred, shred)
[chorus: shredgang mone]
i tell a b~tch to bring the bank out, you f~ckin’ with a boss
these are vs1 diamonds on my chest, this sh~t voss (uh~huh)
this ain’t no lil’ cheap~ass kit, this sh~t cost (nah)
she keep tryna put the kitty on me, heard i’m big dog
i’m a top~hat robber (yeah), glock 40 popper (yeah)
5 on this draco’ clip feel like poppa (what up, pops?)
n~gga tried to get up on the whip, but i’m too polished (yeah)
actin’ like he did some sh~t to me, he need a oscar
i got a drac’ with a drum on it, d~mn near need a kickstand (uh~huh)
n~gga play with paid name, put him on a sh~t bag
knock one of his mans off, make him twit pick that (yeah)
he a dead man walking when i drop this ten past
thing swerving lanes, bad b~tch beside of me
she in all chanelly like i picked her up from [?]
way i turn this sh~t around, would think i came from poverty
when n~ggas pay for rent, i’m ’bout to spend that on my prada sneaks
[chorus: shredgang mone]
i tell a b~tch to bring the bank out, you f~ckin’ with a boss
you f~ckin’ with a boss
i tell a b~tch to bring the bank out, you f~ckin’ with a boss
you f~ckin’ with a boss
i tell a b~tch to bring the bank out, you f~ckin’ with a boss (with a boss, woo)
you f~ckin’ with a boss
i tell the b~tch to bring the bank out, you f~ckin’ with a boss (n~gga)
you f~ckin’ with a boss
[verse 2: lom rudy]
got no ones, turned that b~tch, she think she ‘spectful, what you bring your purse for? (b~tch)
twenty~five to five thousand what i charge a verse, ho
[?] b~tch i used my kit, what i gotta flirt for?
they ain’t tryna eat no breakfast, but they want that syrup, though
if i’m out, that mean the bank out, you out, that mean the fake out
i walk in and get the bag, then i leave like it’s take~out
i’d rather go the mile, some n~ggas, they like the state route
my watch is just like me, when i got shot, i blew the face out
i’m freewildin’, i made a forty, i was back the first flight
mansion party, ask bandman, i’m mr. first night
yeah, you always cuffin’ b~tches, man, you hold ’em so tight
you don’t even knee~deep to eat, i got on my ice
told my mama they can’t f~ck with me, that’s them grindin’ too
all these n~ggas do is rap and lie, i just sell the truth
know the people love a comeback story, i’m the living proof (yop)
you should study me if gettin’ pape is what you tryna do, n~gga (on my mama)
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