Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Boss Up, artist - Molly Brazy.
Date of issue: 01.03.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Boss Up |
I’m not lazy I’m bossy, I don’t feel like moving |
In-in-in the fast lane but I proved it, I’m cruisin' |
I-I hear niggas sayin' I don’t write my own music, amusin' |
I get on these beats and abuse 'em |
My niggas doin' time, I can never make excuses |
Thirty for a show, they don’t owe no restitution |
It’s paid off, took a day off to get my head right |
He on me like some headlights but I’m trying to see what that head like |
Hair laced, nails laced |
Bitches sick, stale face |
(White, white) White ice, (Red, red, red) red Rraith |
Cut 'em off, why? |
They dead weight |
Ever had to buy your neighbor house to stash money in |
Steppin' in some Louis that I just brought with two hundred tens |
Bitches in my hood paying homage like im Lil Kim |
Old niggas all on my line playin', «Remember when» |
Nigga, would you, boss up? |
Started off small, told myself it’s time to boss up |
Took a lil' minute, I ain’t quit, I just bossed up |
Pulled up in that, «Oh my fuckin' God», look who bossed up |
Bitch, would you, boss up? |
Started off small, told myself it’s time to boss up |
Took a lil' minute, I ain’t quit, I just bossed up |
Pulled up in that, «Oh my fuckin' God», look who bossed up (Yeah, yeah) |
Bosses in the building, I am one of them |
HGM member, all the strippers be in love with them (Yeah) |
I’m smellin' like a hundred M’s with eighty on me |
Twenty-five rich, Forgianos throw the 'Cedes on me |
Who hatin' on me? |
Ayy, tell them niggas run they chicken up |
Chopper city wood, tell them niggas put them nickles up |
We throwin' alley hoops to the youngins, that’s how you big 'em up |
The type of nigga to let his dawg fall, should’ve picked em up (Ayy) |
Everybody 'round this bitch eatin' |
Buss down Rollie, compliment a nigga pieces |
Ain’t wait for them to feed me, went to get it and that’s on Jesus |
I really bleed this shit to motivate the demons |
Bitch, would you, boss up? |
Started off small, told myself it’s time to boss up |
Took a lil' minute, I ain’t quit, I just bossed up |
Pulled up in that, «Oh my fuckin' God», look who bossed up |
Bitch, would you, boss up? |
Started off small, told myself it’s time to boss up |
Took a lil' minute, I ain’t quit, I just bossed up |
Pulled up in that, «Oh my fuckin' God», look who bossed up |
Power plays, put the label in my own name |
Built my own brand |
Stacked it up and spent my own change |
Power moves got me dancin' like this the soul train |
Cali plug got me rollin' woods out of whole thang |
Jazz on a plane conversatin' with the pilot |
Fuck the destination we wanna know, can we buy it? |
Gettin' money better than therapy you should try it |
Open to the public but I really board private |
White buffs, rock call it Miss Mulatto’s |
Black amigos, we like tattoos and tacos |
Feelin' macho, big clips, big chops |
For whoever want it some, like I got a big pop |
Used to go to school with you, you was never tough |
Molly took the same route but she was never touched |
'Member sittin' on the steps but I stepped it up |
(We some) We some real bodybuilders come and flex with us |
Bitch, would you, boss up? |
Started off small, told myself it’s time to boss up |
Took a lil' minute, I ain’t quit, I just bossed up |
Pulled up in that, «Oh my fuckin' God», look who bossed up |
Bitch, would you, boss up? |
Started off small, told myself it’s time to boss up |
Took a lil' minute, I ain’t quit, I just bossed up |
Pulled up in that, «Oh my fuckin' God», look who bossed up |