Bossman Dlow I4 Music Lyrics

[Intro: BossMan DLow]
Nigga
p*ssy
Yeah
(Gentle Beatz)
Yeah

[Chorus: BossMan DLow]
Nigga talkin' my trap open, my trap ain't never closed (Nigga)
I'm a bully in the kitchen, I keep beatin' up the 'bow (Nigga)
He keep pullin' out two racks, I just spent that in the store (p*ssy)
I can make a fifty quick, that's like five shows
Pull up in a— how the f*ck I'ma drive slow? (Nigga)
Smokin' on that— got my eyes low (Zaza)
You keep doin' all that hatin', your ass gon' die broke (p*ssy nigga)
Jumped in the i8 (Yoom), jumped on I-4 (Yoom)
[Verse 1: BossMan DLow]
I don't need a bodyguard, I got gang with me, nigga (p*ssy nigga)
Chain half a brick, pinky ring hittin', nigga (p*ssy)
I don't condone that ho shit, don't put my name in it, nigga
Plug gave me the whole— shh, did my thing with it, nigga
I got 20/20 vision, still don't see a nigga ass
Pullin' up 2023, I'm ready to leave a nigga ass
You wanna grab some plates? I'll feed a nigga ass
Brodie got thе broomstick, ready to sweep a nigga ass

[Chorus: BossMan DLow]
Nigga talkin' my trap open, my trap ain't nevеr closed (Nigga)
I'm a bully in the kitchen, I keep beatin' up the 'bow (Nigga)
He keep pullin' out two racks, I just spent that in the store (p*ssy)
I can make a fifty quick, that's like five shows
Pull up in a— how the f*ck I'ma drive slow? (Nigga)
Smokin' on that— got my eyes low (Zaza)
You keep doin' all that hatin', your ass gon' die broke (p*ssy nigga)
Jumped in the i8 (Yoom), jumped on I-4 (Yoom)

[Verse 2: Loe Shimmy]
Once he play, I send 'em (I send 'em in)
Hit the road with twenty 'bows, took trackers out the rental (I did) My bitch hate when I be geeked off drugs, I need it for my mental (I'm geeked up out my body)
Take these bracelets, I go thirty ball, plug Gio on my denim (I am, yeah)
Yeah, I'm a rap-trappin', gate-whippin', chicken-flippin'
In here cuttin' slabs, got mama mad from f*ckin' up her kitchen
My left wrist so dumb, it cost a ticket, my bitch bad, I'm picky
She put so much coca up her nose, I save her under Whitney
Bitch, I'm rappin', trappin', sellin' lows, go up the road and send 'em (I am)
We got button on back of every pole, I got more ass than titty
Got buttons like the Navy (Frrt)
We reach in our stash and I throw them racks, then go 'head, bust it, baby (Then go 'head, bust it, baby)
I'm in too deep, I love to creep, I'm happy when I'm faded (I think I'm in too deep)
Man, D keep beatin' down my door, I thought that was the raiders (I thought that was the raiders)
These rappers can't even f*ck with me, ain't doin' no debatin' (No one can f*ck with Z)
If I shoot my shot, then I won't miss, bae, call me Jayson Tatum (Swish)
Yeah (Yeah)
[Chorus: BossMan DLow]
Nigga talkin' my trap open, my trap ain't never closed (Nigga)
I'm a bully in the kitchen, I keep beatin' up the 'bow (Nigga)
He keep pullin' out two racks, I just spent that in the store (p*ssy)
I can make a fifty quick, that's like five shows
Pull up in a— how the f*ck I'ma drive slow? (Nigga)
Smokin' on that— got my eyes low (Zaza)
You keep doin' all that hatin', your ass gon' die broke (p*ssy nigga)
Jumped in the i8 (Yoom), jumped on I-4