Plies, DaBaby - Boss Friends lyrics

Jonathan Lyndale Kirk

[Plies, DaBaby - Boss Friends lyrics]

Hundred bands for a Kilo, nigga
Yung Lan on the track
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,  ha

All of my friends,  I got boss friends, ha
We ain't really trippin' bout them losses, ha
We don't hang with y'all
Y'all some off brands
We could buy hittas if we
Want, real talk man, ha
All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha
We ain't really trippin' 'bout them losses
Ha we don't hang with y'all
Y'all some off brands
We could buy hittas if we
Want, real talk man, ha

My whole team we got a bankroll, ha
We don't vibe with y'all
Y'all some lame hoes, ha
We don't want the loot, we want the smoke oh
Ha
If anybody violating in this bitch, gon' die
We don't ball over, we some road runners
Yeah we got a bag, we don't owe money, ha
Count money, syrup with the Dew, bih
Only a hound without a cannon on me
All of my friends, we some bosses, yah
We ain't really trippin' bout the losses, yah
Ayy, we put a bag on, we gon' pipe it up
We gon' run it up and nobody gon' stop it
Yah

All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha
We ain't really trippin' bout them losses, ha
We don't hang with y'all
Y'all some off brands
We could buy hittas if we
Want, real talk man, ha
All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha
We ain't really trippin' bout them losses, ha
We don't hang with y'all
Y'all some off brands
We could buy hittas if we
Want, real talk man, ha

Ha, I'm a boss and she know it
Make her pussy wet when I talk, I'm a poet
Fuck around and shoot like my name Bloc
Go get a Rover
I had to run up on my plug like I was Plies
That nigga over
She send the addy, go pick up the pound
My bitch a solider
My bitch a boss, these other bitches talk
They think they know
My wrist, it cost a hundred thousand dollars
I ain't jokin'
You can't call yourself a boss if you
Ain't went and bought a Rollie, nigga, ha

All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha
We ain't really trippin' bout them losses, ha
We don't hang with y'all
Y'all some off brands
We could buy hittas if we
Want, real talk man, ha
All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha
We ain't really trippin' bout them losses, ha
We don't hang with y'all
Y'all some off brands
We could buy hittas if we
Want, real talk man, ha

Gonna get some head in the two-seater, ha
Billion dollar nigga in a wife beater, ha
Your baby mama curlin', got my thumb in her
Bah
Told her I'ma put her at a show meeting, ha
I could count a mil' in a thot, it in her, ha
Round clothes, want her, you gon'
Know I'm in her, ha
I'm counting my vibes and some good chunk
Thuggin', I'm gon' fuck her, meet
Her bag and some delays, ha
My brother, he a boss too, ha
My bitch, she a boss too, ha
Whole gang, they a boss to her
Real boss knew what all the bosses
Do and all the boss's moves, ha

All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha
We ain't really trippin' bout them losses, ha
We don't hang with y'all
Y'all some off brands
We could buy hittas if we
Want, real talk man, ha
All of my friends, I got boss friends, ha
We ain't really trippin' bout them losses, ha
We don't hang with y'all
Y'all some off brands
We could buy hittas if we
Want, real talk man, ha

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