Lil Depressd Shit - BOSS UP

Boss up, boss up, boss up
Boss up, boss up, boss up
Pussy lets boss up
Pull up, pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up
Or imma go do that bitch

Running like a running back
Catch the fist I'm quarterback
Tom Brady on yo' bitch like that
Diamonds your wrist, where's that?

Boss up, boss up, boss up
Boss up, boss up, boss up
Pussy lets boss up
Pull up, pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up
Or imma go do that bitch

Wack, uh
Imma need that check, uh
Pull up on your bitch ass
Then I'm pulling on your next, uh
Yeah I fucked her best, uh
Stacking on some bread, uh
You the type to go and steal 'cause you ain't got no cash
Go, go, go, go and hit a lick
To be flexing for the 'gram
Bitch we all know shit is fake
On yo' single mamma's bank
You the type to get some skittles
I'm the type to get some M's
Yeah I'm talking 'bout that million
I'm not playing childish games

Boss up, boss up, boss up
Boss up, boss up, boss up
Pussy lets boss up
Pull up, pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up
Or imma go do that bitch
Boss up, boss up, boss up
Boss up, boss up, boss up
Pussy lets boss up
Pull up, pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up
Or imma go do that bitch

Voices, uh
Choices, uh
I don't even know the prices, yuh
Why you look white basic, yuh
Choking on my dick, your fetish, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Where's your style?
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Can't touch me now

Boss up, boss up, boss up
Boss up, boss up, boss up
Pussy lets boss up
Pull up, pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up
Or imma go do that bitch
Boss up, boss up, boss up
Boss up, boss up, boss up
Pussy lets boss up
Pull up, pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up
Or imma go do that bitch
Boss up, boss up, boss up
Boss up, boss up, boss up
Pussy lets boss up
Pull up, pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up
Or imma go do that bitch
Boss up, boss up, boss up
Boss up, boss up, boss up
Pussy lets boss up
Pull up, pull up, pull up
Pull up, pull up
Or imma go do that bitch

Written by:
Atanas Dimov

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