G-Eazy - Boss Tycoon Lyrics

That's your debut, man
That's your pimp, that's a pimp debut, man
When you come through in your car, man
Come check out some of these whips, man
Bay Area stuff
F*ck what it

F*ck what it costs, I'm a boss
Tycoon, ty-tycoon
Dipped in sauce (in sauce), I floss (I floss)
I, I, I, I (oh sheesh)

I'm on a flight back home just to sell out the Oracle (God)
Could tell you what I made, but you know how the story go (mm)
Supermodel face but the box was horrible
She thinks she's in love, I said, "Oh, how adorable" (how cute)
Everywhere they know who we are (yeah)
That '17 Spider's my grocery car (yeah)
Some eggs and some grits, I have her cookin' tomorrow (mm)
These lames are surprised that I took it this far (no)
My year's this year
I'm in the club spittin' FIFA in a bitch ear (in a bitch ear)
Switch lanes, hit the gas, then I switch gear (skrrt)
She think she got a chance with me, oh, you wish, dear (haha)
Ain't got no time to f*ck around, it's straight business
I ain't play sports in high school, I played bitches (I played bitches)
I say all I wanna do is make riches
I'm the glue, I'm connecting Bay bridges
I'm in love with the game, I could never get married (never)
I met her on the 'Gram, now she tryna f*ck Gerry (oh my)
Off the dog water, now her friend wanna share me
I turned to a demon, it's about to get scary

F*ck what it costs, I'm a boss
Tycoon, ty-tycoon
Dipped in sauce (in sauce), I floss (I floss)
I, I, yeah
F*ck what it costs (what it costs), I'm a boss (I'm a boss)
Tycoon, ty-tycoon
Dipped in sauce, I floss
I, I, I, I (you know)

All my bitches got waves (yeah)
She said, "Pull up, yeah, I know you want that fade" (yeah)
Put that thang in her ass and I got glaze (glaze)
She want that, f*ck (yeah), chalk it up, price paid (yeah)
All your friends on that bad broke bitch train (what?)
Just be happy I'm the captain, now you got saved (don't love you)
Whip that shit, know I'm tryna get this dick played
All up in the air, spittin' game, EA
I took your bitch, let me find out she f*ckin' trash (trash)
All that ass and she don't know how to throw it back (get the f*ck out)
She looked better on the 'Gram, you can have her back (have her back)
Off this Pinot, I'll bust down another bag (mm, yeah, yeah)
Your bitch got them panties at Ross
Hurt her pockets, she mad 'bout that loss
I turn to a demon when I'm off that dog
Turn to a demon when I'm off that dog

F*ck what it costs, I'm a boss
Tycoon, ty-tycoon
Dipped in sauce, I floss
I, I, yeah
F*ck what it costs, I'm a boss
Tycoon, ty-tycoon
Dipped in sauce, I floss
I, I, I, I

Fifteen bands out the bank, that's for my mom (Duke Dukes)
Young nigga was a boss up in high school (huh? Huh?)
New hunnids in my pocket, all light blue (hella bands)
Top down, Glocks out when we ride cool (boom, boom)
Bounce out, hella bands, hella ice too (hella ice too)
My nigga got the trap boomin' like a drive-thru (like a drive-true)
You just a bop, bitch, I hit, you ain't my boo (huh, huh, huh)
See, I got the chopper kick just like kung fu (huh, huh, huh)
A square nigga, I never be one (no)
And a broke bitch, I'd never need one (nigga, no)
Fendi rhymes on my fifties and Adidas (ah, ah)
Got these broke niggas mad, they wanna be us (yeah, yeah)
Crest nigga, everywhere I throw them C's up (yeah, yeah)
RIP Dre, I'ma forever throw my D's up (yeah, yeah)
When I be on tings, let me get that fee up
Slide if you want it, get your B-M whip beat up, nigga

F*ck what it costs, I'm a boss
Tycoon, ty-tycoon
Dipped in sauce (in sauce), I floss (I floss)
I, I, yeah
F*ck what it costs (what it costs), I'm a boss (I'm a boss)
Tycoon, ty-tycoon
Dipped in sauce, I floss
I, I, I, I (you know)

Fizzed out
I'm a rapper trapped, trapped in a rock, rock man's body
Rock and roll, Dre Van Halen, you feel me?