Nothing 2 Lose

She need a Audemar & a Philippe Patek Gotta get it by any means she running up a check She pop Dom Pérignon Then pop a Percocet She got tired of fuckin' niggas callin' her collect She wanna boss She see the way that I move She wanna boss She ain't got nothing to lose She wanna boss She done had to many fools She wanna boss Somebody breakin' the rules Shorty want a nigga who gone catch it when she throw it back Told her when it's time to get to work there ain't no holdin' back She know i'm that nigga gettin' money, shorty noticed that Lately all my money doubled up, there ain't no foldin' that Carry my own stick, uh No you can not hold my strap She always be fucken' with them niggas that be known to cap We known to rap, been totin' straps I ain't with the instagram These niggas they insta fans Baby girl come get your mans I ain't with the beefin' cause these niggas go on Twitter rants He ain't talkin' bout no money moves my call I disconnect I only pulled up to collect Shorty tryna pay with sex Baby I ain't into that She trappin' off the only fans She need a Audemar & a Philippe Patek Gotta get it by any means she running up a check She pop Dom Pérignon Then pop a Percocet She got tired of fuckin' niggas callin' her collect She wanna boss She see the way that I move She wanna boss She ain't got nothing to lose She wanna boss She done had to many fools She wanna boss Somebody breakin' the rules These niggas a hit a lick & get pinched, now they locked up Me, I'm making plays oh that's yo bitch no you lost her Henny & Percocet they turn ya boy to a monster Busy running a check up eating steak with the lobster Dom Pérignon cork poppin' just like a Draco She think imma blow, told lil baby I can't go Boss she checkin' moves big ones yeah I make those Fake hoes I cannot give you any my pesos She wanna boss, I'm like the Don My money long, like how I floss Hate when I'm gone, I pay the cost I got the sauce, she wanna boss I'm like the man, cash in my hand I Randy Moss, took it & ran Man of the house, follow the plan She wanna boss, can't hold her hand I get so high, sticks like the band I been the guy, don't give a damn I'm with the clan, I'm with the gang I'm with yo bitch, she givin' brain She wanna boss, I'm like the Don My money long, like how I floss Hate when I'm gone, I pay the cost I got the sauce, she wanna boss She need a Audemar & a Philippe Patek Gotta get it by any means she running up a check She pop Dom Pérignon Then pop a Percocet She got tired of fuckin' niggas callin' her collect She wanna boss She see the way that I move She wanna boss She ain't got nothing to lose She wanna boss She done had too many fools She wanna boss Somebody breakin' the rules