Rich The Kid, Coi Leray - Boss Bitch lyrics

Rich The Kid [Dimitri Leslie Roger]

Coi Leray Collins [NBAYOUNGCOZ]

[Rich The Kid, Coi Leray - Boss Bitch lyrics]

I need me a boss bitch, a trill bitch
A real bitch
One that I can chill and just be cool with
She savage, one that I can get a bag with
I'm just tryna fuck her, run in mansions
I live lavish
I need me a smart bitch (Smart)
Good head, go dumb on the dick
I need me a bitch that
Know some pornstar shit
I need me a bitch right
By my side gettin' rich
Need me a bitch that got
Baguettes on her wrist

I need me a bad bitch
(Bad bitch) , boss her up if she average
I just need a girl to cook me breakfast
I got four kids
And big bro brought me dinner to the jet
What your hoe did?
She hop on the dick and then
She ride like a moped
She be tryna go out with her friends
I tell her "Go 'head"
You be tryna lock it down
But you ain't gettin' no bread
I just need a bitch to
Stay down like a airbed
I'll make sure she look good on a Hermés
And you can be your best
And all the reason why I'm stressed
On my lap like a present
Last nigga was a peasent
Call the jet, I'm send it, ain't no budget
I'ma spin it
Shit be different when I'm in it
You been gone for a minute

I need me a boss bitch, a trill bitch
A real bitch
One that I can chill and just be cool with
She savage, one that I can get a bag with
I'm just tryna fuck her, run in mansions
I live lavish
I need me a smart bitch (Smart)
Good head, go dumb on the dick
I need me a bitch that
Know some pornstar shit
I need me a bitch right
By my side gettin' rich
Need me a bitch that got
Baguettes on her wrist

Yeah, I like a, uh, hood nigga, uh (Nigga)
Rich nigga, uh, big spender, uh (yeah)
I like a nigga who give it up
He take me out to his city
Uh, say "Bae, you pretty", uh
The way he looked me in my eyes I
Could tell that boy was fuckin' with me
(yeah)
Ayy, so we bust that life on big street
I throw it back and turned
Around, I told him eat, eat
He said he like a lil' savage, a lil' freak
Freak
He said he like lil' bitches, a lil' petite
Only fuckin' in designer, Balmain sheets
You know I'm fuckin' with you baby
Is you fuckin' with me?
Is you fuckin' with that lame bitch
Is you fuckin' with me?
I'm gone ride for you
Is you gone ride for me?

I need me a boss bitch, a trill bitch
A real bitch
One that I can chill and just be cool with
She savage, one that I can get a bag with
I'm just tryna fuck her, run in mansions
I live lavish
I need me a smart bitch (Smart)
Good head, go dumb on the dick
I need me a bitch that
Know some pornstar shit
I need me a bitch right
By my side gettin' rich
Need me a bitch that got
Baguettes on her wrist

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