text: Im a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
  Im a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
  Im a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
  Im a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
  Im a boss ass—
  Yo, I employ these niggas
  They be grown men, but I Little Boy these niggas
  Want the cookie, so I gotta Chips Ahoy these niggas
  But I never iPhone, Android these niggas
  Use rubbers with em, I ont ever raw these niggas
  More money than em, Ima son all these niggas
  I aint shoppin but its like I gotta store these niggas
  Put em on time-out and never call these niggas
  P-p-p-pussy like girls, damn, is my pussy gay?
  Its a holiday, Play-With-My-Pussy Day
  Pussy this, pussy that, pussy taken
  Pussy ride dick like she a Jamaican
  Pussy stay warm, pussy on vacation
  You loose bitches need a pussy renovation
  Y-y-you could eat it with a pussy reservation
  P-p-pussy bout to get a standin ovation
  Clap, clap, clap for this pussy, nigga
  But I cant give this pussy to a pussy nigga
  Aw, man, slow down
  Ima get you something that you could hold down
  But I cant give you head, Im too ill for that
  Ima make a movie still, Kill Bill for that
  Cause what the fuck, this aint Chanel, nigga, custom down?
  What the fuck, I aint smokin hot, bust me down?
  You the same clown nigga that was runnin me down?
  Now you all up in the sauce cause you wanna be down?
  I said, rule number one to be a boss ass bitch
  Never let a clown nigga try to play you
  If he play you, then rule number two
  Fuck his best friends then make em yes-men
  And get a dick pic and then you press send
  And send a red heart and send a kissy face
  And tell him that his friends love how your pussy taste
  And thats rule three, Im the school tea
  My wrist look like I am a jewel thief
  But thats just cause I am a boss bitch
  Now macaroni cheese and grill my swordfish
  Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
  Im a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
  Im a boss ass bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
  I-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-if he catch my drift, he could catch my jizz
  I be out in Cali runnin all my businesses
  I be out in Cali watchin back my Christmas vids
  Every time I fuck em, yes, I tell him this is his
  Looked down at it, and I said, This is big
  Man, my game so cold I said, This is rigged
  Best flow in the game, this is not a lie
  Tell em bitches, cross they ts and dot they is
  I-I-I-I-I-I-I came back, bitches flows still boring
  I said, Damn, man, go back to whoring
  You know I still lead the league in scoring
  You know Im still bad and Im still foreign
  I-I-Ima give bitches time to get hot
  Chill out at the game, New York Knickerbock
  If they actually got bars, they could rock
  But if not, Ima destroy chicks a lot, oh
  But on the real, Im in album mode
  Just dropped this freestyle fore these files get old
  When I lay low, bitches be safe and sound
  When I come back, they better not make a sound
  Hahaha, I hear you
  When Im back on the prowl
  You bitches better have my money
  Cause Im coming for you
  Ooh, ooh
  Uh, okay, I order rich bitch sauce
  Rich bitch cold, got a rich bitch cough
  Which bitch want it? Ill go rich bitch off
  Cause you know my style gettin bit, ripped off
  When Im at the restaurant, rich bitch sauce
  Rich bitch cold, I got a rich bitch cough
  Which bitch want it? Ill go rich bitch off
  And you know my style gettin bit, ripped off
  Off, off, off, off, off, off, off
  Im a b—, Im a boss
  Ask Lil Wayne who the five-star bitch is
  Ask Lil Wayne who the five-star bitch is
  Ask Lil Wayne, ask Lil Wayne
  Ask Lil Wayne who the five-star bitch is
  Ask Birdman who the five-star bitch is
  Ask Young Money who the five-star bitch is
  Who the five-star bitch is, who the five-star bitch is
  Ask Birdman who the five-star bitch is
  Ask Lil Wayne, ask Lil Wayne
  Ask Lil Wayne who the five-star bitch is