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Bosses Don't Speak

by Migos

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Ricky Racks Can't go out there playin' when you see us, young rich niggas Droppin' straight cash on whips Flooded ice I know you like "How the fuck these niggas got so much drip?" Hundred thousand dollar watches Three point five million dollar cribs and shit Check the Forbes list, nigga I'm in the coupe, fo' sho (skrr) Candy coat (candy) Maison Margiela my coat (Maison) I'm on froze (I'm on ice) Put a lil' bitch on the cold (woo) Anna Nicole (Anna Nicole) Everything glitter ain't gold (gold) You're gettin' exposed (you gettin' exposed) Hop in the frog and leave (leave) Patek Philippe (Patek Philippe) Servin' them dummy bricks (brick) I get them for cheap (I got them for low) Hop in the Wraith and I creep (skrr) Massage the seats (massage the seats) I got the racks in the brief (racks) Bosses don't speak (nah) None of my bitch ain't a hundred (no) Oh yeah, my wrist cost a hundred (hundred) Hundreds on hundreds on hundreds (hundreds) I'll take your life for this money (brr) I took the top of the coupe, it's insane (woo) I did this shit for the pain (pain) Boarding a private plane Audemars Pig' with the skeleton plain (woo) Put her on X, put her on percs (perky) There go 'Set, baller alert Don't sip liquor, I'm only on syrup (nah, mud) Put the dope in your hand, I want the money on the first Ibag of the lotto, the cookie the sherbert It's a murder in the nawf and they try to put me in the verdict I got the birdies, ballin' like Julius Erving Cookin' it early, dope get to singin' like Shirley Got thirties on thirties, we callin' them thirties Steph Curry Don't talk to me dirty 'cause my niggas goin' send thirty Gave her the pink molly told that bitch, "Yeah, this curvy" (molly) I might just fuck her three times and then I'ma curve it(smash, smash) Oh, my God, she said her feelings is hurtin' (Oh my God, woah) Shut the fuck up lil' thottie, suck it and slurp it Where was everybody when I was just hurtin'? (where, where) Only the gang survived, it's family first I'm in the coupe, fo' sho (skrr) Candy coat (candy) Maison Margiela my coat (Maison) I'm on froze (I'm on ice) Put a lil' bitch on the cold (woo) Anna Nicole (Anna Nicole) Everything glitter ain't gold (gold) You're gettin' exposed (you gettin' exposed) Hop in the frog and leave (leave) Patek Philippe (Patek Philippe) Servin' them dummy bricks (brick) I get them for cheap (I got them for low) Hop in the Wraith and I creep (skrr) Massage the seats (massage the seats) I got the racks in the brief (racks) Bosses don't speak (nah) (Quavo) Oh, my God, I bought a foreign and Dodge (Oh my God) Oh, my God, I had a foreign menage (Oh my, oh my God) Oh my God, thought you were real, you flawed Bullets fly and then you flee, nigga we seen your heart Iced teeth (ice), cellphone beep Fight me, body bag sheets (body bag) Am I geeked? Bitch I might be (stupid bitch) Chanel seats, mansion twelve thousand square feet (yeah) Once I beat it, I tell that bitch to stay away from me (beat it) I'm not talkin' 'bout no thot, I'm talkin' your favorite piece (I am) I came from the Nawf and jumped into the Major League (I did) You ain't never drove this Valet so I keep the key Since she can't leave without her friend, I got them knee to knee When you rich like me, this is what it's s'posed to be Can't get close to me (no) Backwoods, roll the leaf (roll it) I done survived some beef Now I can massage my seats I'm in the coupe, fo' sho (skrr) Candy coat (candy) Maison Margiela my coat (Maison) I'm on froze (I'm on ice) Put a lil' bitch on the cold (woo) Anna Nicole (Anna Nicole) Everything glitter ain't gold (gold) You're gettin' exposed (you gettin' exposed) Hop in the frog and leave (leave) Patek Philippe (Patek Philippe) Servin' them dummy bricks (brick) I get them for cheap (I got them for low) Hop in the Wraith and I creep (skrr) Massage the seats (massage the seats) I got the racks in the brief (racks) Bosses don't speak (nah)

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