Lyrics Boss $Hit - T1C3

Let me talk my shit (Boss $hit)
North-K-a-k what up
York city
(Stacks on deck)
252 to 717
(Mu-w-ha-ah-ah-aha)
(Yea)

Nine to five drive, get money cuz (Yea)
If they ain't gone hire, fuck it run it up
I got some homies, serving lines doing double du-t-c-h
Shorty's down to lay you down, just to fuck dem pockets up

It's about grind at all times, so we can live it up
You ain't fronting the bills, but down to chill
Then you can't fuck wit us
My homies switching lanes on ya azz until ya monies up
Boss $hit
Certified bum, chuck da deuces ya lost us

On my fly $hit, white gold bitch floss-in' (W-h-o-o-o)
Certified tears, cause we done took to many losses (Yea)
Don't cross us, we already living edge (Edge)
Bosses
So we snatch ya bitch and feed her bread
(W-h-o-o-o) Move with caution
While I'm flip-pin' cups off dat azz
(Yea) I'm a monster
Lion on your back, I'm tap-pin' dat
Playing conquer (W-h-o-o-o)
The only way to play wit kitty cat-z
Make her faucet (Damn)
Run up water bills on yo azz (W-h-o-o-o)

Nine to five drive, get dat money cuz (Money cuz)
If they ain't gone hire, fuck it, run it up
I got some homies, serving lines doing double du-t-c-h (Damn)
Shorty's down to lay you down, Just to fuck dem pockets up (W-h-o-o)
Nine to five drive get dat money cuz (W-h-o-o-whoop)
If they ain't gone hire, fuck it run it up
I got some homies serving lines, doing double du-t-c-h (Aye)
Shorty's down to lay you down, just to fuck dem pockets up (Aye)

It's about grind at all times, so we can live it up (Whoop)
You ain't fronting bills, but down to chill
Then you can't fuck wit us
(Can't fuck wit' us)
My homies switching lanes on ya azz
Til ya monies up
Boss shit (Aye)
Certified bum, chuck da deuces ya lost us

(Hahaha)
Yes zir
(Yea)
Boss $hit
You already know how we coming man
Aye
T1C3 (Tice)
(W-h-o-o-o-p)
Boss $hit!