Hoodrich Pablo Juan Boss Lyrics

[Chorus: Marqo 2 Fresh]
Wanna be the boss, gotta pay the cost
I'll knock you off, trapping out of lofts
Got the hard and the soft, Designer when I walk
'Bout money when I talk, know I gotta be the boss
Wanna be the boss, gotta pay the cost
I'll knock you off, nigga trapping out of lofts
Got the hard and the soft, Designer when I walk
'Bout money when I talk, know I gotta be the boss

[Verse 1: DrugRixh Pe$o]
Designer Drugz and I'm pouring slow
Dirty nigga, gotta pour a four
Put back the bowl 'til the fork turn gold
Real trap nigga, can't sell my soul
Started with the nicks and I sold them for the four
Whip up that dope 'til that bitch look froze
Ice cubes on my Cuban link, got 'em froze
If you a p*ssy nigga, you'll get exposed
Open up, trap niggas' doors can't close
On Candler Road, 1'5, you know how it go
That hard and the soft and they going for the low
Trying to pay a little price and you know that shit low
Beat it up in the pot, then I serve it at the all
Walk out the door with Designer on my toe
Givenchys got my bitch heart so cole
So the money and the power got me throwed

[Chorus: Marqo 2 Fresh]
Wanna be the boss, gotta pay the cost
I'll knock you off, trapping out of lofts
Got the hard and the soft, Designer when I walk
'Bout money when I talk, know I gotta be the boss Wanna be the boss, gotta pay the cost
I'll knock you off, nigga trapping out of lofts
Got the hard and the soft, Designer when I walk
'Bout money when I talk, know I gotta be the boss

[Verse 2: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I walk in Givenchys, I'm talking expensive
Givenchys at Lenox, I switch out my lenses
Little niggas out here penny pinching
I bought a Bentley, bitches all in my mentions
Real trapper, swinging doors in the kitchen
Whipping dope, beat the beggars with switches
Never going broke, my junkies need fixes
Pull up, serving chickens by the [?]
Country nigga, come to town and I'm tricking them
Having racks like Serena in Wimbledon
I make the trap beat like I'm Timbaland
Double cup, nigga, sipping on cinnamon
I might send a box way out to Oregon
[?] say, nigga, I am the origin
From the apartment, we ain't have no porches
I'm in the pot like the Wheel of Fortune

[Chorus: Marqo 2 Fresh]
Wanna be the boss, gotta pay the cost
I'll knock you off, trapping out of lofts
Got the hard and the soft, Designer when I walk
'Bout money when I talk, know I gotta be the boss
Wanna be the boss, gotta pay the cost
I'll knock you off, nigga trapping out of lofts
Got the hard and the soft, Designer when I walk
'Bout money when I talk, know I gotta be the boss