Big Boss Lyrics – Lil Wayne ft. Rich The Kid

Big dog, yeah!

Now I bet she get a Birkin
If I make her mad (Bi*ch)
(Hurt, what it do?)
Now I’m rich
I stuff a hundred in the trash bag (Rich)
Free my Ni*gas, put that on my mama and my dad
Fu*ked her once, she say I’m the best she ever had
I’m a big boss, fu*k her then I make her get lost
Cross ya out like criss cross
Buck fifty on my wrist, dog
Just one call, we gon’ knock em’ off
Bought a crib, look at the loft
Bad bi*ch and the a$$ too soft
On the drank, I might doze off (Big boss)

I don’t need no friends
Maybach drop a truck, I preorder a Benz
That’s yo’ baby mama?
Knock her right down like a bowling pin
Got a hundred bands on me right now
And an F&N (Right now)
Just started, I ain't finish yet
Left the quarantinе with a bigger check
Made four mill's just to bе correct
Had to buy a Patek, put it on yo' neck
Or I mean put it on yo' head
...? Ni*gas end up dead
Beam on 'em and it might be red
Ain't kill a Ni*ga, fu*ked his bi*ch instead
...?, I'ma addict
I just met the bi*ch last night , she call me daddy
Fu*ked her in the, Caddy
...? baddie
Send her fifty thousand in an Uber
What's the, addy? (I'm rich)

Now I bet she get a Birkin if I make her mad
Now I’m rich
I stuff a hundred in the trash bag (Rich)
Free my Ni*gas, put that on my mama and my dad
Fu*ked her once, she say I’m the best she ever had
I’m a big boss, fu*k her then I make her get lost
Cross ya out like criss cross
Buck fifty on my wrist, dog
Just one call, we gon’ knock em’ off
Bought a crib, look at the loft
Bad bi*ch and the a$$ too soft
On the drank, I might doze off (Big boss)

But don't sleep
I might not hear my phone beep
I’m at home on gas, I call you when I’m on E
I’m at home countin’ money
I lose my money count, I'm gone freak
Bought a house the other day
And gave my thots they own key
I do it bigger than bosses
With all theses stickes, we golfing
With all this drip, it's a faucet
Turn all the pictures to portraits
Got too rich, I'm a target
My mama wish I would barging
But I walk it like I talk it
Money talking, they arguing
I put my trust into funds
Make her ...? off the ones
I drop some Tuss in my punch
Then drop some nuts on her gums
Chuck the duse up to her
That's just a couple of ones
When she get p!ssed
I ice her wrist and make er fu*k with some gloves
I love her

Now I bet she get a Birkin if I make her mad (Yeah)
Now I’m rich, I stuff a hundred in the trash bag (Rich)
Free my Ni*gas, put that on my mama and my dad
Fu*ked her once, she say I’m the best she ever had
I’m a big boss, fu*k her then I make her get lost
Cross ya out like criss cross
Buck fifty on my wrist, dog
Just one call, we gon’ knock em’ off (Yeah, yeah)
Bought a crib, look at the loft
Bad bi*ch and the a$$ too soft
On the drank, I might doze off

But don't sleep
I might not hear my phone beep
I’m at home on gas, I call you when I’m on E
I’m at home countin’ money
I lose my money count, I'm gone freak
Bought a house the other day
And gave my thots they own key