Big Bossing Songtext

Ain't got no words for you, holla at this Glock 9
Now let me get back to big bossing
Sitting in the 6 with my man shit talking
You can a whole lotta money we get often
That same Rolex you got, my bitch flossing
Get money, get money
Baby come and fuck with some niggas with money
You might see a peak baby if you get luck
My schedule is full I can only fit money

I'm big bossing, big bossing
If you ain't getting money, bitch quit talking

I will say I'm back but I ain't went nowhere
If I pull up next to you then your bitch gon' stare
These rap niggas tryin' hard to fit somewhere
You did all that ass kissing and ain't getting nowhere
Back in the day I used to get in Toronto
Smugglin' shit the color of OJ's bronco
We going 'cross that border, I stay calm though Now this is shit I laugh about in my condo
I used to keep my chain on my dresser now my jewels at the bank
That's how you gotta move when you up a couple ranks
The real show me love but I'm hated by the fakes
But Imma shine forever on them bitches, no brakes
Same lane niggas hating wanna be us
Stressed out going broke, playing keep up
I laugh at niggas but I ain't no money
I don't need show money, just so I can show money

I'm big bossing, big bossing
If you ain't getting money, bitch quit talking

They did it like that so I did it like this
They prolly get money but don't get it like this
You prolly got some ice but it ain't hitting like this
Everybody bosses in my motherfucking clique
They did it like that so I did it like this
They prolly get money but don't get it like this
You prolly got some ice but it ain't hitting like this
It's everything to a worker to a boss it ain't shit