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Sossboy 2 (feat. Lil Uzi Vert) Lyrics


Pi'erre Bourne Sossboy 2 (feat. Lil Uzi Vert)

[Intro]
[?] Why? Why?
Work hard, work hard, f..ck that
Work hard, f..ck them

[Verse 1: Pi'erre Bourne]
Why you still telling lies?
Diamonds hit like rainbow, pride
Sleep on me just like goodnight
She scary like she with the light
'Cause your diamonds ain't hittin' right
Fresh to death like it ain't survive
I'm from the bottom like an anchor line
My bloodline from ancient times
Smokin' weed by the ancient mine
You niggas funny like Richard Pryor
My shit crack, it get you high
Boy ain't loyal, you switching teams
Niggas ain't permanent like ink
I got bands like I'm NSYNC
Money talk at the same time like "Jinx"
I can't smoke if that shit don't stink
I'm on the web, she wanna link
You stabbed me in the back like Zelda and Link
I'm getting paid like the end of the week
If we gon' drink, got Hennessy
Nigga got rich like I got oil
Smokin' on purple like Crown Royal
Bitch, I'm a king like Simba, roar
When I'm in Paris, it's chai doors
Nigga play game like Connect 4
[Chorus: Pi'erre Bourne]
So much money comin' in, I don't know what this check for
She know I'm stressin' again, so you know what the sex for
So much money comin' in, I don't know what this check for
She know I'm stressin' again, so you know what the sex for
I do not want no new friends, I just wanna get some checks, boy
She know I'm stressin' again, so you know what the sex for
So much money comin' in, I don't know what this check for
She know I'm stressin' again, so you know what the sex for

[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
Woah, I done f..cked that bitch in the motherfuckin' telly
Hit it from the back, make the bitch shake her jelly
Dark-skinned girl like Keisha or Belly
Side girl want a Birkin, get a Kelly
Please don't call me right here on my celly
'Cause my main girl gon' get jealous (Brrt, hello?)
Balmain jeans, these not embellish (Ayy)
Car so fast, look like Andretti (Ayy, skrrt)
I want top, I want that betty (Ayy, ayy)
She got that WAP, close my eye, Fetty (Ayy, ayy)
No, this life for me, not scary (Ayy, ayy)
She too sweet, on top, put a cherry (Ayy, ayy)
Dick so big that I f..cked your bitch and I made her bleed like her name Kerry (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
I put diamonds in my molars, so I can see the tooth fairy (What, ayy, what, ayy)
I don't give a f..ck about none of these bitches, I share 'em, I share 'em, I share 'em (Yeah, ayy, ayy, I share 'em)
Got a boat load, yeah (A boat)
With some black and white and Asian, Spanish throat though (Woah)
Diamonds on my neck, it got my f..ckin' throat froze (Yeah)
And your new hoes (Yeah) from my old shows (Yeah)
You know how it goes, ayy (Woah)
[Chorus: Pi'erre Bourne & Lil Uzi Vert]
So much money comin' in (Rich), I don't know what this check for
She know I'm stressin' again, so you know what the sex for
So much money comin' in, I don't know what this check for
She know I'm stressin' again, so you know what the sex for
I do not want no new friends, I just wanna get some checks, boy
She know I'm stressin' again, so you know what the sex for
So much money comin' in, I don't know what this check for
She know I'm stressin' again, so you know what the sex for

[Verse 3: Pi'erre Bourne]
What, I flew out the country, I gotta deport
You like a midget, keep comin' up short
Rap game dinner, it give me a fork
I'm with the winners, they playin' a sport
I get geeked up, I go dork
With my soldiers, we on four
BAPE camo, I'm a chameleon
Perfect fit, I was just blending in
She said my sex is ten for ten
Niggas throw shots from lens to lens
I'm getting money, f..ck Instagram
These hoes cry like an instrument
Watched from the distance, that nigga a fan
Playin' my cards they watching my hands
Nigga talk greasy just to advance
Shit look easy 'til you the man
[Chorus: Pi'erre Bourne]
So much money comin' in, I don't know what this check for
She know I'm stressin' again, so you know what the sex for
So much money comin' in, I don't know what this check for
She know I'm stressin' again, so you know what the sex for
I do not want no new friends, I just wanna get some checks, boy
She know I'm stressin' again, so you know what the sex for
So much money comin' in, I don't know what this check for
She know I'm stressin' again, so you know what the sex for


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