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Bosses lyrics by Gunna

Playmakers
Play-play-makers
Yeah, yeah
I’ma turn my whole team to some bosses
Told them to cut me a check without doing no talking
These hoes know it was a whole lot of drip when I walk in
Had a nigga riding around town with a fire and I spark it
Used to make plays at the Starship
Pull up in a foreign, I park it
Old man jail and a wash
Jewel came all the way from Charlotte
Keep me some bags on the market

Still spitting raps like an artist
I got me one hit in the cartridge
Fuck, nigga, turn into a target
She sitting on the dick like a Harley
Bad boy ho like Riccardi
Fucking thesе hoes have a party
Bitches bust a nut on my garmеnts
And we having green like a garden
I want to see a P, never saw that
Shitting on you niggas, I ain’t sorry
Rock star life, yelling gnarly
I’m going to pull up in a Rari

New VLone came from Bari
Cup full of act, call it Barney
Bitches sip lean, not Bacardi
Yeah, we the new Illuminati
I’m only in the bank for deposits
I only want the racks to be honest
Won’t need your help because I got it
I’m like a flying plane, can’t stop me
They don’t understand I’m melodic
My brother going to stand here beside me
And we move fast, Sonic
We done made a bale off of onions

A nigga can’t tell me nothing
I know I’m getting a bag, I ain’t rushing
Going to cut the check, no discussion
I’m going to turn my whole team to some bosses
Told them to cut me a check without doing no talking
These hoes know it’s a whole lot of drip when I walk in
Had a nigga riding around town with a fire and I spark it
Been in the field with my money
Finna hit Magic on a Monday
They say they got some bitches out in Onyx

Order me 500 hundreds
And we getting cash, keep it coming
Do the whole dash, I done done it
Audemar shine like a Sonic
Been sitting at the top like a bonnet
The label made a deal, nigga, run it
They offer me a check, nigga, cut it
Still going to move for it, nigga, I ain’t a puppet
I’m going to stay the topic of the subject
When we was on the grind, shit was ugly
Had some issues on my mind, shit was cluttered

Had to go and get mine out the gutter
Had to take care of mines and my mother
I don’t need no verse from you suckers
I don’t even want it
Inside seats, peanut butter
I got to get that money
Turn your blood into a puddle
We going to shoot a hundred
I’m trying to make the cash double
Big blue face, I love it
I’m going to turn my whole team to some bosses
Told them to cut me a check without doing no talking

These hoes know it’s a whole lot of drip when I walk in
Had a nigga riding around town with a fire and I spark it