G Herbo - Boss (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Dreezy] Word around I'm a underground Now they heard the kid just got signed Had to put myself first n***as after mine They know I'm hot as a mothaf**a you could be a s**a Wouldn't love him if he was my valentine I'm on every plug up in the clubs Thuggin' ain't no ducking when I say it's hammer time n***as acting like b**hes Got me feeling like I walked in a gay bash Holding on too, my money long Boy you better come up with a late pa** I'll never change even with the fame No fake titties, no fake a** And I don't get enough credit So now these rappers gotta pay cash And I bling more than I walk around I just took a trip to like three cities Can you be in my VIP, call him V.I.C Don't be silly Got the block asking who f**ing with me And then the white fans yelling "G-Willie" You a lost pup and I'm bossed up Now these n***as gotta call me D Diddy Let's get it [Hook] I stopped counting haters, I got way too many Always talking bands but you ain't breaking any I know b**hes hating but why n***as envy? Quit in any city, b**h who f**ing with me I'ma f**ing boss I'ma f**ing boss (x4) [Verse 2. Lil Herb] It's G Herbo I'm the only Mack without a Cadillac I be counting racks Smoking out the pound Rollin' back to back like I got cataracts And this Mac-11 go rat-a-tat I'll change a n***a like matter of fact And I changed flows after k** sh** So I birthed rap n***as after that And at any moment, I can k** sh** Then come back and body sh** after that Drop a deuce when I wake up Then pour up another four after that Purple drank on like I'm Pimp C So you know I gotta have the Act to nap Kobe squad no NBA ain't no 78th b**h I'm hacking Shaq And the label meets with my skully on n***a Nah I ain't with the rapper act I'm a rap n***a but I don't rap beef Nah, I won't act how the rappers act I be in the streets if you looking for me Hanging where them k**ers and the trappers at Fo'nem really out here smokin' sh** They ain't blowing hits, you ain't clapping back And we EBK, no n***a over here controlling sh** We ain't having that Let a n***a try to blitz some We gonna throw some bullets in his Packers cap I be off the sh**s so you know them k**as Gotta watch my back n***as with me in the studio don't know how to rap [Hook] I stopped counting haters, I got way too many Always talking bands but you ain't breaking any I know b**hes hating but why n***as envy? Quit in any city, b**h who f**ing with me I'ma f**ing boss I'ma f**ing boss (x4)