Lyrics Big Boss - Molly Brazy

Big Boss

Flexing on the internet
lil' hoe get a check
Molly pulled up in the Tes'
Rollie, make it wet
Fuck you thinking, ain’t no beef in here
It’s a fee for that
Yeah on God talkin' out your neck
I’ll take you out your necklace and chain
I got niggas on go and a couple of stains
Send a couple on go for a couple of chains
That draco do a dance, Michael Jackson, broad day
bitches never cross me 'cause I always cross States
Ooh, tell em stop playing with me
I ain’t cleaning shit, but I’m always spraying with ease
Yea I speed and shit, you’d think the cops was chasing on me
I be peeping shit, I see these bitches changing and hating on me
Yeah, out of States, in the Wraith
These is Cartiers, got expensive taste
Yea momma always said don’t let it go to waste
That’s why I’m spending hella money every fucking day
Big Boss, Big Boss
Bitch I spent a bag like a Big Boss
Finesse 'em out that check and then I dip off
Sorry but you fucking with a Big Boss
Big Boss, Big Boss
Bitch I spent a bag like a Big Boss
Finesse 'em out that check and then I dip off
Sorry but you fucking with a Big Boss
I got big bankrolls that I’m tryna chase
I got old hoes telling me they tryna change
I got brand new designer, can’t pronounce the name
Got the drip, how the fuck you think I started the wave and made em seasick
Hopped off the porch to the Porsche
Spent a bag on the bag bitch of course
Lil savage a bad bitch in foreigns
Spent a half of the bag or some more
New Prada bag, draco in the stash
Louis be the bag, designer mix and match
You don’t want no smoke and if so come and mash
I ain’t never broke, keep some racks in my bag
Big Boss, Big Boss
Bitch I spent a bag like a Big Boss
Finesse 'em out that check and then I dip off
Sorry but you fucking with a Big Boss
Big Boss, Big Boss
Bitch I spent a bag like a Big Boss
Finesse 'em out that check and then I dip off
Sorry but you fucking with a Big Boss