Boss Bitch

Name somebody better than? They ain't leveling Do it like a veteran I ain’t never settling Bitches be meddling Then they back peddling Praying to the reverend I'll be raising hell again Really grew up in the ends Made more than amends From a blue to a Benz Got a Q did it again We was on the run I used to roll around with many men Now I'm at the top not many friends Got my own bag ’cause these niggas ain't shit All he really good for is some Henny and some dick Steady hating on a bitch, run ya fingertips Niggas in the back, they busy loading up the clip They tryna rub me out, but I don't see a bitch fit Running up ya lips, but in school you was a prick Looking for some shit on me that could get me eclipsed But like an Air Force with no tick, it don't exist Uhh Pop shit, talk slick, hit licks, I'm a Boss Bitch, ain't nothin' you can fuck with Never thought I'd be running it again, but you’re stuck with If it’s a problem, better up shit In the ends, in the 'burbs, overseas, know we run shit Oppositions better duck quick The vibe’s raw, too pure, ain't nothin' that it's cut with Come and take a hit Diamonds in my chain Watch and my ring Go to the same jeweler’s, but we are not the same Stopped copping designer 'cause I gotta maintain More concerned with looking like you've got it, what a shame Ever since a youngin' man, I couldn't be tamed Wooly Road mains, moving too flames Push my buttons, thinking it's a game There's a reason why the others come and go, but through the struggle I remain 'Cause I'm Gucci, baby, you can't move me, baby Your wave ain't big enough, you'll need to nuke me, baby They ain't seeing me like the room is hazy I'll cut a snake off before they ever betray me I need stacks in the briefcase, for keepsake Bitches don't want beef steak, for Pete's sake Only real bitches can relate, I'll move weight for that cake Step back and watch a real one demonstrate Uhh Pop shit, talk slick, hit licks, I'm a Boss Bitch, ain't nothin' you can fuck with Never thought I'd be running it again, but you're stuck with If it's a problem, better up shit In the ends, in the 'burbs, overseas, know we run shit Oppositions better duck quick The vibe's raw, too pure, ain't nothin' that it's cut with [*Inhales*] Come and take a hit Boss Bitch, too slick, too raw Come in peace, but I stay ready for war Boss Bitch, too slick, too raw Come in peace, but I'm still ready for war Boss Bitch, too slick, too raw Come in peace, but I stay ready for war Boss Bitch, too slick, too raw Come in peace, but I'm still ready for war