BOSSMAN RW - WHO ORDERED US (feat. RAYVO & NTERNATIONAL)

Who ordered us
What we selling people buying
Who ordered us
Receipt shows we ain't lyin
Who ordered us
It got the date with the timing
It ain't no refund take what you & got stop whining
I got the hardest assignments but I make it look easy
When you order a large me you get a side of Tdeezy
Nobody does it better because we does it real well
Usually in Stacy Adams or I might play the gazelles
Dig this Baby Boss got them hoes telling y'all stuff
You ain't up off unemployment you heard my relatives up
Big dawg status
All that old shit you could have it
Bring your best work & watch it disappear just like magic
Like a Boss R3 flew international
Jealousy is real but what you think these automatics for
You out of pocket we gone blitz
Out the projects gettin lit
A lot of rockets take a pick
I'm the topic in this bitch
I love a deep throat you can get it no excuse
Whenever she create 1 that's the day she get the boot
What ever you trynna sell I ain't got enough
Translation....I ain't buying it wtf
Who ordered us
What we selling people buying
Who ordered us
Receipt shows we ain't lyin
Who ordered us
It got the date with the timing
It ain't no refund take what you & got stop whining
I'm R3 from KSB
I'm a king impress me
I got the braids with the shades
But my brodie got a Fade
Catch me sipping lemonade Cookie woods to the face
Now a nigga looking baked
I need the chili and I need the pape
I'm smoking cake
I'm seeing stars is that a Wraith
I'm Stupid fly I need A cape
Drip or drown it's like a lake
Through these shades I see the hate
Knew one day that I'll be great
Got to win it's like my fate
In the streets I'm pushing
wait
Special delivery it's me and the bros
Which consist of firm tools and a
Bag for the dough
All my niggas TTG so that mean
We trained to go
With this shit yea we going international
Who ordered us
What we selling people buying
Who ordered us
Receipt shows we ain't lyin
Who ordered us
It got the date with the timing
It ain't no refund take what you & got stop whining
Aye boss
They got me feeling chinese eating this king pow
Throwing metal hats at these niggas just like Kong Lao
Big Mac whop a nigga
Quarter pounder fry a nigga
Banana clips arched a nigga
Summer salt flip a nigga
Slide through doing door dash & straight serve a nigga
Yellow whip arm & hammer
Raw as baking soda bitch
Saying you go slide on who
You ain't slimming shit
With them air soft guns y'all hit more walls than hockey sticks
Serving anybody on some blind waiter shit
Cashed out the cash app & I'll see you later bitch
Say R3 treat the cash app like EBT & feed the whole team nigga

Written by:
Delino Dixon, Raynell Warren Jr., Rayveon Warren

Publisher:
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