Lyrics
(Smoking is bad for your health)
(Especially, when it's your own flesh you're smoking)
(You know what happens after a nuke? Smoke)
I ain't with the soft shit
Flexing, I be flossing
Won't give it up, I must've lost it
Huh, I'm on boss shit
Huh, I'm a boss, bitch
Huh, I be styling
Finessing all this shit, I got a check
I be smiling
Could give a fuck less what they say about a nigga, bitch
Took the bitch phone cause she keep tryna take some pics
Shawty, she don't like my style cause I'm always wearing Ricks
Guess I got the shit I wanted, I done got the freshest kicks
Came up from the bottom, recording on a iPhone
Now I got this bad bitch I'm recording off of my phone
Remember I ain't got no hoes cause I ain't have a trap phone
Can't get hypnotized by all these hoes, I got a back bone
They knowing what I'm on
Travel, make some money, smoke some strong, fuck a nigga bitch
Never fuck a bitch that raise her tone, bitch, I'm fucking rich
That hoe know she better listen to me if I tell her sit
Never beef with niggas on the internet, I'm vibing
Feeling like I'm Gates up in this bitch, I'm a big driver
Used to jump through hoops, it don't take much to get inside her
Never on the fence, I make a choice, yeah, I'm decided
I done blew up quick up in this bitch like I'm Bin Laden
I ain't with the soft shit
Flexing, I be flossing
Won't give it up, I must've lost it
Huh, I'm on boss shit
Huh, I'm a boss, bitch
Huh, I be styling
Finessing all this shit, I got a check
I be smiling
Could give a fuck less what they say about a nigga, bitch
Took the bitch phone cause she keep tryna take some pics
Shawty, she don't like my style cause I'm always wearing Ricks
Guess I got the shit I wanted, I done got the freshest kicks
Justus Higdon
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