Uh Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, uh Woah, woah, woah, uh I might hop out in Europe, step all on your heart These bitches is thinking they ballin' with me Look, my future is bright, so don't play no parts In wasting my time, my time ain't cheap They was sleepin' like Z-Z-Z, now I'm like, "see, see, see" I shoot my shot long-range, I feel like CP3, uh Square up Beat it up, fuck your hair up Pretty girl like Clairo Nice twins like Tamera She ride dick like Doja Cat That's what I think, I don't know the cat She wanna know, wanna see where it's at Fuck me, no goin' back I got that dick that'll mess up your life Girl, bangin' with me is gon' come with a price You know some of these niggas is married in life But I come with that dick that don't come with no wife You keep throwin' that back, ain't no throwin' no rights I keep giving you game, I ain't taking advice If it's love in the air, I just throw up the kite Then I bring my ass back if we run outta line Said I hop out in Europe, step all on your heart If you bitches is thinking you ballin' on me Look, my future is bright, so I don't want no parts In no negative time, bitch, my time isn't cheap They was sleepin' like Z-Z-Z, now I'm like, "see, see, see" I shoot my shot long-range, I feel like- I hit the pussy like square up (beat it up) Fuck your hair up Pretty girl like Clairo Nice twins like Tamera She ride dick like Doja, baby That's what I think, I don't know the baby She wanna see, wanna know where it's at You fuck me, ain't goin' back Bitch, don't call my phone no more I ain't got no time for you fake ass hoes (yeah, hoe) Bitch, don't call my phone no more I ain't got no time for you fake ass hoes (yeah, hoe) Bitch, don't call my phone no more I ain't got no time for you fake ass hoes (yeah, hoe) Bitch, don't call my phone no more I ain't got no time for you fake ass hoes (yeah, yessir) Bad lil' bitch from the 'Gram Head good, she might get a gift Say she a ride or die I say "Good, bitch, ride in the Lyft" She can't wait to get a piece of me I tell her get all she can eat She ain't never made the honor roll All I see is them double-D's Baby girl lowkey deserve a trophy How she chewin' on the wood with no teeth How she made a tidal wave with both cheeks Woo, I might OD Rich nigga, know that's a fact Got your hoe, now you know that's a wrap You keep callin' tryna know where she at I fuck her once, she ain't going back Square up Beat it up, fuck your hair up Pretty girl like Clairo Nice twins like Tamera She ride dick like Doja Cat That's what I think, I don't know the cat She wanna know, wanna see where it's at Fuck me, no going back She said she gettin' tired of the average dick All these lame niggas is done quick She say she gettin' tired of the average dick All these lame niggas is done quick

Time waist for no man You gotta boss up man It's time to stop playing around, being lazy nigga Get up and get to the money nigga Grind nigga Believe in your motherfucking self nigga Motivation bruh Started off with nothing, now I'm bossed up Started in the gutter now I'm bossed up Got it out the mud now I'm flossed up Yeah, all my niggas good, yeah they sauced up Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up I'm bossed up, you don't wanna cross us Bossed up, all my niggas sauced up If you rich then you a gangsta nigga All the tough shit, that ain't gangsta nigga Fuck around and find you in a bodybag I'm just tryna fill out all these moneybags See me, I'm what a drug dealer dream about Fucking bad bitches, backing beamers out If niggas want some smoke we pull them steamers out I be so damn fresh, I cashed the cleaners out See niggas taking shots but I'm so bulletproff I just laugh at 'em, couple Bentley coupe I swear I be so high I gotta loose the roof See niggas got a lackers, they know I'm the truth See where I'm from nobody gives a fuck about you I know rappers, I know trappers, I know real clappers If you ain't getting money nigga then you hustle backwards Choppers on the backseat if you want some action Started off with nothing, now I'm bossed up Started in the gutter now I'm bossed up Got it out the mud now I'm flossed up Yeah, all my niggas good, yeah they sauced up Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up I'm bossed up, you don't wanna cross us Bossed up, all my niggas sauced up Bosses, I'm with bosses I don't care bout what the costs is We ain't tryna take no losses, we don't deal with fake shit often I ain't after go to college, taught my self and now I'm balling Like the summer I went out to New Orleans and came back bossing And if a nigga play me we gone toss 'em I don't touch 'em, I just got to make call They waiting for me to fall but that ain't bout to happen They playing tough but they ain't saying much about the captain My niggas bout that action You [???] your bitch heard about the thing I'm packing I don't care about no fashion, I'm a writer not a rapper No day moving past us, niggas moving backwards I ain't worried bout the pussy I'm just wondering where the cash is I just do it different, I just made my cake the fastest If a nigga tripping get a thing and then we blast it I just rolled some weed and fucked your bitch, thats why I'm laughing It's young Wiz, Taylor Gang Started off with nothing, now I'm bossed up Started in the gutter now I'm bossed up Got it out the mud now I'm flossed up Yeah, all my niggas good, yeah they sauced up Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up I'm bossed up, you don't wanna cross us Bossed up, all my niggas sauced up I might be that nigga that might run your label I might be that nigga put food on your table I might bee that nigga that you see on cable But I'm bossed up so my young nigga might pay you The devil working on me so I'm prayed up Them niggas went to bed so I stayed up How many times I gotta tell you I'm a player King of my city, I might run for mayor Mafia yeah that's that new mafia Niggas see you shining so they copy ya Now they all sitting round plotting on stopping ya But that's when all them bodies popping up I got a dope bitch, she be on some dope shit Your bitch on some hoe shit, she just want the dope dick Coke in her veins now she wanna fuck the whole clique She gone bust it open, she say she can take the whole dick Started off with nothing, now I'm bossed up Started in the gutter now I'm bossed up Got it out the mud now I'm flossed up Yeah, all my niggas good, yeah they sauced up Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up Bossed up, nigga, I done bossed up I'm bossed up, you don't wanna cross us (cross us) Bossed up, all my niggas sauced up All my niggas sauced up All my niggas sauced up All my niggas sauced up All my niggas sauced up

Man ever since I did this song with Katy Perry mane you know what I'm sayin, niggas try to say I changed, I'm like, nigga you changed, you greedy, wasn't loyal All these niggas got so much to say Well call me when they start talkin' money All these bitches got so much to say Well call me when they start talkin' money I say call me when they start talkin' money Go on hit me up I say call me when they start talkin' money Gon hit me up All these people got so much to say Well call me when they start talkin' money Gon hit me up Nigga fund start runnin' low you know how they do They never wanna blame they self they blame it all on you I handle my business, I can't handle yours too They can't talk me out my fuckin' money now they wanna sue Nigga get off yo ass you can't walk in my shoes Back when I was in the mud nigga where the fuck was you? Mane this game so fake, first they love you then they hate you Rappers diss you on the tape but in the street they scared to face you You can't trust these record labels, ain't no friends in this shit Niggas with you 'til they do a interview then they switch Now they got so much to say, they on twitter throwing shade I don't pay that shit no mind, I'm too busy getting paid All these niggas got so much to say Well call me when they start talkin' money All these bitches got so much to say Well call me when they start talkin' money I say call me when they start talkin' money Go on hit me up I say call me when they start talkin' money Gon' hit me up All these people got so much to say Well call me when they start talkin' money Gon' hit me up Call me when you start calling cinash' I was in the yellow car with binash Young nigga but I'm bout my bidness' You was trippin' call me when you finish Hundred grand in just a couple minutes Lot of girls in here you the thickest Brought your home girl what the deal is? Had to kick her out she wasn't with it Money on my mind, God that's my witness I'mma take your phone, ain't no takin' pictures Move like Obama so you think I'm tryna' diss ya Call you in the morning you'll be thankful that i hit ya Khalifa man Family members all in my business and shit (fucked up) Always on my phone talkin' bout give me some shit I hear so many rumors, bitches gossipin' niggas too You know its fucked up when niggas actin' like bitches do I can't do yo show if you ain't got my deposit You a janky promotor don't got my check its a problem Niggas all on my line talkin' bout verses for free So many clowns its startin' to look like a circus to me They won't give a nigga space, tryna find out who I'm fuckin' Wanna know all my business, like its gonna pay em or something I know niggas be talkin' I know bitches be talkin' But I got nothing to say if you ain't makin' a offer All these niggas got so much to say Well call me when they start talkin' money All these bitches got so much to say Well call me when they start talkin' money I say call me when they start talkin' money Go on hit me up I say call me when they start talkin' money Gon' hit me up All these people got so much to say Well call me when they start talkin' money Gon' hit me up

Light the blunts up when I walk in the building (ooh) Gravy gettin' buck everytime I get up in it (ayy) Always pull up with a plethora of women I be like, "Yup, bitch, that's how I be livin'" And your bitch say, "What's up?" Ayy, she tryna get it "Gravy, let me fuck", ooh, I'll consider I ain't bust a nut in the last 30 minutes So I say, "Yup, babygirl, I'ma hit it I'ma hit it, baby" Don't you fuck with me, buddy, you could meet the Fockers When I pop it off, call me Orville Redenbacher I be cookin' up, I'm the young Betty Crocker (ooh) Gravy piped your mom again, wow, what a shocker Hannah Montana I got the juice, I got the Fanta I got the juice like a banana I got the juice like Tropicana I make gas, I got gelato I'ma splash, I'm like a bottle Got pizazz like it's my motto I'm tryna pull up on Nelly Furtado, and then I'ma smash (smash) Gravy got your boo though She sittin' in my jacuzzi (ooh) I think I need a few more Yeah, and if you got the Henny Pour it up when I walk in the building (ooh) Gravy gettin' buck everytime I get up in it (ayy) Always pull up with a plethora of women I be like, "Yup, bitch, that's how I be livin'" And your bitch say, "What's up?" Ayy, she tryna get it "Gravy, let me fuck", ooh, I'll consider I ain't bust a nut in the last 30 minutes So I say, "Yup, babygirl, I'ma hit it I'ma hit it, baby" Yup, she said, "Yup", I said, "Yup" I pull (up), I clap (yup, yup, yup) Baby (I'ma hit it, baby) And if that bitch can clip her seatbelt On the first try, then she ain't my type (I need a thicky!) Gravy need a bitch with a ass so fat That it makes it hard to live her life (goddamn) And I'ma get the bands even if I don't want to If you smell like Black & Mild's, baby, I don't want you Gravy got the drip and the cheese like I'm fondue All of y'all been on one, congrats, bitch, I'm on two And she call me Papa Johns I got the sauce, baby Get the fuck off my lawn Now get lost, baby! Bitch, I feel like Boss Baby mixed with Jack Frost 80 bitches in my crib Runnin' through 'em, Randy Ross, baby Ooh Pussy Gravy Light the blunts up when I walk in the building (ooh) Gravy gettin' buck everytime I get up in it (ayy) Always pull up with a plethora of women I be like, "Yup, bitch, that's how I be livin'" And your bitch say, "What's up?" Ayy, she tryna get it "Gravy, let me fuck", ooh, I'll consider I ain't bust a nut in the last 30 minutes So I say, "Yup, babygirl, I'ma hit it I'ma hit it, baby"

Bussin'! Gravy, Y2K, that's bussin' Ouh Said I wasn't gonna hit? Fuck it Gravy always makin' rain, buckets Lil' momma said she clean? Don't trust it I might fuck around and start a ruckus, yeah Yoko with the yay? Bussin'! Time piece pink face? Bussin'! Chimichurri on a steak? Bussin'! And when I'm wit' yo bae? Bussin'! Shawty said she clean? (Huh) Uh, suspect Double wrap 'cause the ass rambunctious (rambunctious) Hair? Luscious Said she out my league, but I did her justice Lil' momma suck it up like she Kirby Horses in the whip like the Kentucky Derby (giddy up) I don't play golf, but I stay with the birdies Bitch I'm dumb cold, call me Mr. McFlurry Said I wasn't gonna hit (hit, hit, hit) Fuck it Gravy always makin' rain, buckets Lil' momma said she clean? Don't trust it I might fuck around and start a ruckus, yeah Yoko with the yay? Bussin'! Time piece pink face? Bussin'! Chimichurri on a steak? Bussin'! And when I'm wit' yo bae? Bussin'! Ran off with your bitch, I said "vamoose" (Who?) Fresh as hell, always in a tan suit Spittin' rhymes, gettin' dimes, call me Dr. Seuss Feel like lucky charms, bitch I got a pot o' loot Fuck that, runway I wear a gap Ghostride, one way, Cadillac Eat fresh, Subway with the pack Sippin' tea, with your love, young chap (shut the fuck up) Said I wasn't gonna hit (hit, hit, hit, woah) Fuck it Gravy always makin' rain, buckets Lil' momma said she clean? Don't trust it I might fuck around and start a ruckus, yeah Yoko with the yay? Bussin'! Time piece pink face? Bussin'! Chimichurri on a steak? Bussin'! And when I'm wit' yo bae? Bussin'!