Chuuwee, Plus Money - Bossed Up lyrics
[Chuuwee, Plus Money - Bossed Up lyrics]
Used to have to upload
All my singles at the Starbucks
Five point seven you can hear
Me when the car comes
Fuck nigga I don't have no keys
Push to start somethin'
Fuck nigga I don't have no keys
Left the car runnin' he keep takin' shots
COD 'till the squad runnin'
So much stress this week been a long one
Valley shag, mix it with the weed
Make a strong one came a long a way from
Using Wi-Fi at the Starbucks
Top five Spotify king got my bars up
I should get a trophy for my
Streams and that's all us
I ain't got no label bitch
No team it's on God, son
I would never pay to get no
Streams that's for y'all dummies (what?)
I ain't got no agent bitch it's
Me and I'm charged up
If you the feature pay the
Fee I gotta charge somethin' -
I'm aware I'm underrated so
Let's not debate it
Hard working hardly fucking paid but
I don't gotta say it
Stayin' out the way of all
The vultures they got ultimatums
If it ain't 'bout paper yo gon'
Catch me in the cut dog
You be wearing Perry Ellis jeans
What the fuck dog?
Been anti-friendly for ten weeks
Nigga fuck y'all pS4 and Gucci that's on me
I like to shop nigga
Niggas call me fam and be at
Party with my opps nigga
Really big news this week we just bossed up
Used to have to upload all
My singles at the Starbucks
Five point seven you can hear
Me when the car comes
Fuck nigga I don't have no keys
Push to start somethin'
Fuck nigga I don't have no keys
Left the car runnin' he keep takin' shots
COD 'till the squad runnin'
So much stress this week been a long one
Valley shag, mix it with the weed
Make a strong one
(I know a lot people who been waitin' on this
Fuck it I been waitin' on this let's go)
Eighty twenty split up on my deal
That's no advance
Twenty twenty vision for this year
I'm so advanced
I ain't moody we gon' make a mill
If this go as planned pop a pill
Jesus take the wheel look ma, no hands
Hellen Keller if I'm gonna feel
Ya I need both hands
You at Coachella outside textin' hella
Cause you got no bands
My bitch work at the bank check your
Account bet you got no bands
I'm married to my safe just like we
Slow dance and we hold hands
Now that's romance
In the six with the Romans
In the whip playin' slow jams
My weed funky like toe jam
Gotta police scanner and a phone jam
On the computer you can't program
I ain't worried 'bout new haters cause
Most of them be old fans
But, I just got some
Really big news this week
They took shots and missed
Really big news this week
I just fucked yo bitch
Really big news your shit's weak and
You ain't got no hit's
Really big shoes on his feet
They just not gon' fit
Really big news this week we just bossed up
Used to have to upload all
My singles at the Starbucks
Five point seven you can hear
Me when the car comes
Fuck nigga I don't have no keys
Push to start somethin'
Fuck nigga I don't have no keys
Left the car runnin' he keep takin' shots
COD 'till the squad runnin'
So much stress this week been a long one
Valley shag, mix it with the weed
Make a strong one
Aye this week was a long one
Mixed weed it's a strong one yeah
Six deep in the Dodge hundred this me and