Boss Life Lyrics - Yfn Lucci

[Hook: YFN Lucci & Offset] 

Uh, young fly nigga I keep big shit yeah 

[?] my wrist lit 

[?] my bitch rich 

I'm a big pimp, yeah 

I talk big shit, yeah 

We got sticks bitch, yeah 

We don't miss shit, yeah 

Wrist on frostbite, waterbands look like headlights 

This the boss life, yeah 

My bitch exclusive and she bougie, yeah 

Real life no movie, whole lotta groupies, yeah 

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[Verse 1: YFN Lucci] 

I gotta move a clip and a lil' uzi 

They like to talk a lot yeah, but we like to mute shit 

Pull up and shoot shit, all on the roof and shit 

Trap out the [?] crib [?] cuban 

Montana, some like Tony Montana 

Whole lotta drums and bananas 

I don't fuck with no rappers 

I got love for my trappers, yeah 

Reachin' for my chains see I know blood they gon' wack 'em 

New spot like the Falcons 

New drop [?] the fast one 

Get some top in the Aston 

[?] 

Young fly nigga they like 'he so handsome' 

I might slide through in that Rolls Royce Phantom 

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[Hook: YFN Lucci & Offset] 

Uh, young fly nigga I keep big shit yeah 

[?] my wrist lit 

[?] my bitch rich 

I'm a big pimp, yeah 

I talk big shit, yeah 

We got sticks bitch, yeah 

We don't miss shit, yeah 

Wrist on frostbite, waterbands look like headlights 

This the boss life, yeah 

My bitch exclusive and she bougie, yeah 

Real life no movie, whole lotta groupies, yeah 

[Verse 2: Offset] 

My whole cup polluted (drank) 

[?] 

[?] from the groupies (woo) 

I'm drippin' baby excuse me (drip) 

Whole lotta gang in here (gang) 

Northside niggas no names in here (Nawf) 

Pinky ring crystal clear, 100k spent on a private Lear 

60k solitaire, I cannot vibe with queers 

I got the heart of a bear (huh) 

Bustin' them down by the pair 

Patek Philipe, it's rare 

I'm smashin', pullin' her hair 

Trap fashion, look what I wear 

It's a ghost but do not be scared 

It's a Wraith, with stars in the ceiling, yeah 

They go ape on them bars catch a body, yeah 

[?] in her mouth like it's a cavity, yeah 

Sippin' on codeine, floatin' with no gravity yeah 

[Hook: YFN Lucci & Offset] 

Uh, young fly nigga I keep big shit yeah 

[?] my wrist lit 

[?] my bitch rich 

I'm a big pimp, yeah 

I talk big shit, yeah 

We got sticks bitch, yeah 

We don't miss shit, yeah 

Wrist on frostbite, waterbands look like headlights 

This the boss life, yeah 

My bitch exclusive and she bougie, yeah 

Real life no movie, whole lotta groupies, yeah