Young Money
Big Boss
[Intro: Rich The Kid]
Big dog, yeah

[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
Now I bet she get a Birkin if I make her mad (Bitch)
(Hurt, what it do?)
Now I’m rich, I stuff a hundred in the trash bag (Rich)
Free my n***as, put that on my mama and my dad
Fucked her once, she say I’m the best she ever had (Bloublood, know what I'm sayin'?)
I’m a big boss, fuck her then I make her get lost
Cross ya out like criss cross
Buck fifty what my wrist cost
Just one call, we gon’ knock em’ off
Bought a crib, look at the loft
Bad bitch and the ass too soft
On the drank, I might doze off (Big boss)

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
I don’t need no friends
Maybach drop a truck, I preorder a Benz
That’s yo’ baby mama? Knock her right down like a bowling pin
Got a hundred bands on me right now and an F&N (Right now)
Just started, I ain't finish yet
Left the quarantinе with a bigger check
Made four mill's just to bе correct
Had to buy a Patek, put it on yo' neck
Or I mean put it on yo' head
If they fuck with ya'll they gone end up dead
Beam on 'em and it might be red
Ain't kill a n***a, fucked his bitch instead
Bottega, I'ma addict
I just met the bitch last night, she call me daddy
Fucked her in the, Caddy
Call herself a baddie
Send her fifty thousand in an Uber, what's the, addy? (I'm rich)
[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
Now I bet she get a Birkin if I make her mad
Now I’m rich, I stuff a hundred in the trash bag (Rich)
Free my n***as, put that on my mama and my dad
Fucked her once, she say I’m the best she ever had
I’m a big boss, fuck her then I make her get lost
Cross ya out like criss cross
Buck fifty what my wrist cost
Just one call, we gon’ knock em’ off
Bought a crib, look at the loft
Bad bitch and the ass too soft
On the drank, I might doze off (Big boss)

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
But don't sleep
I might not hear my phone beep
I’m at home on the gas, I call you when I’m on E
I’m home countin’ money
I lose my count, I'm gon' freak
Bought a house the other day and gave all my thots they own key
I do it bigger than bosses
With all these sticks', we golfin'
With all this drip, it's a faucet
Turn all the pictures to portraits
Got too rich, I'm a target
My mama wish I would bargain
But I walk it like I talk it
Money talkin', they arguin'
I put my trust into funds
Make her dust off the ones
I drop some Tuss in my punch, then drop some nuts on her gums
Chuck the deuce up but to her that's just a couple of ones
When she get pissed, I ice her wrist and make her fuck with some gloves
I love her
[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
Now I bet she get a Birkin if I make her mad (Yeah)
Now I’m rich, I stuff a hundred in the trash bag (Rich) (Yeah, yeah)
Free my n***as, put that on my mama and my dad
Fucked her once, she say I’m the best she ever had
I’m a big boss, fuck her then I make her get lost
Cross ya out like criss cross
Buck fifty what my wrist cost
Just one call, we gon’ knock em’ off (Yeah, yeah)
Bought a crib, moved out at the loft
Bad bitch and the ass too soft
On the drank, I might doze off

[Outro: Lil Wayne]
But don't sleep
I might not hear my phone beep
I’m at home on the gas, I call you when I’m on E
I’m at home countin’ money
I lose my count, I'm gon' freak
Bought a house the other day and gave all my thots they own key