[Hook: Killa Kellz]
I'm a Boss, tell me what you know about that?
I can make it rain a couple of racks
When we be, VIP in the back
Sipping on a whole lotta yak
We some wolves, don't you get yo' ass whacked
Fuckin' around with my pack
We bout that, a mothafucker that better not lack
30 Shots in my Gat!
We some wolves, don't you fuck around with my pack [x3]
We some wolves, don't you fuck around and get whacked
[Verse 1: Killa Kellz]
Bitch I'm the man I got hypes
Bet I'll kill you for a gram, in my shirt
They shootin' out them vans, niggas dodge
Or get your bitch ass rammed
I'm a boss, I don't know what the fuck you thought?
Shawty I can get you lost
Fuck the cops, they no money and shit
I'll get you killed for a brick
From the price
Hang it up with ya bitch
Fuck and leave in a ditch
Real nigga shit
All my niggas do hits
We don't give a fuck about shit ( forreal )
?
Rush a mothafucker like Blitz
Hit a nigga all in his shits ( boom boom boom boom boom )
? Spin his ass round like a disc
Bullets coming straight to they lips
Get his ass kicked, I don't give a fuck about nothin'
Me and my niggas we stunnin'
Niggas drillin' me and my niggas we drummin'
Bitch in my name we comin' !
[Hook: Killa Kellz]
I'm a Boss, tell me what you know about that?
I can make it rain a couple of racks
When we be, VIP in the back
Sipping on a whole lotta yak
We some wolves, don't you get yo' ass whacked
Fuckin' around with my pack
We bout that, a mothafucker that not lack
30 Shots in my Gat!
We some wolves, don't you fuck around with my pack [x3]
We some wolves, don't you fuck around and get whacked
[Verse 2: Killa Kellz]
Shit is real
This shit ain't a joke playin' in the field
And get your bitch ass smoked, my niggas kill
My niggas straight cutthroats we gettin' money ( mula )
These niggas out here broke!
We some wolves, so we travel in packs
Best believe we always strapped, and we gonn' clap
Niggas ain't fun in your back
Run upon that bitch like a rat
Yeah we attack
Niggas hoppin' out with macs
?
Leave a nigga brain in a sack
Find his ass dead on a track
We bout that
Me and my niggas don't lack
30 shots in my strap
Like Black Cats
Yeah we eatin' gettin' fat
Sittin at a table in a trap
We got stacks!
Bitch talkin' racks on racks
But I'm always strapped
?
She gonn' go blow on dicks
While straight blowin' tracks
[Hook: Killa Kellz]
I'm a Boss, tell me what you know about that?
I can make it rain a couple of racks
When we be, VIP in the back
Sipping on a whole lotta yak
We some wolves, don't you get yo' ass whacked
Fuckin' around with my pack
We bout that, a mothafucker that not lack
30 Shots in my Gat!
We some wolves, don't you fuck around with my pack [x3]
We some wolves, don't you fuck around and get whacked