Bosses

[Intro: Future]

Pluto, Slime, we're about our own shit nigga

Got that bag on us right now, we trap out this bitch

King shit, yeah

[Chorus: Future]

Biggest bosses, bosses, what's the tab, what's the tab on it?

I had to gamble for this life and put my last on it

Paparazzi taking pics, I got a mac on me

Paparazzi snapping pics, I got that sack on me

Too much Fettuccine on me, you ain't never gon' make me leave

And we going crazy, crazy about that bag to say the least

Everything paid off, we dropping cash on it

I got your stash on me, it make you mad, don't it?

[Verse 1: Young Thug]

(Yeah) I got a bag on me, couple jags on me

Valet Neiman Marcus, couple bags on it (Splash)

100k a show, I just plan on it

Told that hoe to go, bounce her name, skin 'em up

I'm in a brand new 'Rari, boy, you got get your hemi up

Pour up act, got a bottle, pick that Henny up

Make a move, set 'em up, etcetera

Xanny in the champagne, nigga, big old bubbles

Biggest bosses of all bosses, make it triple double

And about paid it all the way you can't get up on us

The purses, they all by Chanel, yeah

It's our time, nigga, put it on the shelf

[Chorus: Future]

Biggest bosses, bosses, what's the tab, what's the tab on it

I had to gamble for this life and put my last on it

Paparazzi taking pics, I got a mac on me

Paparazzi snapping pics, I got that sack on me

Too much Fettuccine on me, you ain't never gon' make me leave

And we going crazy, crazy about that bag to say the least

Everything paid off, we dropping cash on it

I got your stash on me, it make you mad, don't it

[Verse 2: Future]

Everything paid off, we kill shit like Adolf Hitler

I read up on new whips and I read up on hittas

Eight figure nigga, damn, I should have played for the Clippers

King Pluto, King Slime, between us two, we'll pimp you

Five-star restaurants, they getting bought out

Put them bells in the air and cop the new sky loft, yeah

Every day I switch Margielas, niggas ain't on my level

Ain't cutting off my rebels, ain't cutting off my fellas

Sipping these lean, yeah, got me going AWOL

They cleared the scene, yeah, when they heard that K talk

Billie Jean, yeah, Patek do the moonwalk

Fuck your team, yeah, we gon' knock 'em all off

[Chorus: Future]

Biggest bosses, bosses, what's the tab, what's the tab on it?

I had to gamble for this life and put my last on it

Paparazzi taking pics, I got a mac on me

Paparazzi snapping pics, I got that sack on me

Too much Fettuccine on me, you ain't never gon' make me leave

And we going crazy, crazy about that bag to say the least

Everything paid off, we dropping cash on it

I got your stash on me, it make you mad, don't it?

[Outro: Young Thug]

Vroom, Yeah, Yeah