Bossin' Up
Kid Ink feat. A$AP Ferg & French Montana Lyrics
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Okay
Bossin' up
You, you can check we bossin'
V-v-valet park my whip nigga (uh)
Hammer time for my chips nigga
Bossin' up, add it up
Your girlfriend choosin' so you mad as fuck, okay
Chillin' with my coalition nigga's rackin' up
Bossin' up, add it up
Bossin' up, add it up
A lil' Louis but my bitch wants some bags and stuff
V-v-valet park my whip nigga (uh)
Hammer time for my chips nigga
Bossin' up, add it up
Your girlfriend choosin' so you mad as fuck, okay
Chillin' with my coalition nigga's rackin' up
Bossin' up, add it up
Bossin' up, add it up
A lil' Louis but my bitch wants some bags and stuff
It go, valet when I park it
OG when I spark it
Money speak when I'm talkin'
J-J's on when I'm walking
Stay fired up like arson
You can't touch my garments
Up late nights pass Carson
Drinkin' large proportions of that turn up, juice
Got your girlfriend, loose
Shakin' that ass listening to Luke
Give a nigga all hole no loops
Give a nigga all brain no lip
I be at the ball hanging no grip
Pants saggin' on four fifth
My security bullets like 4 inches
Kick that shit like four ninjas
Did that shit for my niggas who
Made it out the hood to the good side
B-bossin' up with no tie
You heard it through the grapevine
And I was actually there
Yeah, it's clear who's been gettin' to the bread like Panera, ugh
V-v-valet park my whip nigga (uh)
Hammer time for my chips nigga
Bossin' up, add it up
Your girlfriend choosin' so you mad as fuck, okay
Chillin' with my coalition nigga's rackin' up
Bossin' up, add it up
Bossin' up, add it up
A lil' Louis but my bitch wants some bags and stuff
V-v-valet park my whip nigga (uh)
Hammer time for my chips nigga
Bossin' up, add it up
Your girlfriend choosin' so you mad as fuck, okay
Chillin' with my coalition nigga's rackin' up
Bossin' up, add it up
Bossin' up, add it up
A lil' Louis but my bitch wants some bags and stuff
Oww, Hannn
Bossed up in this bitch
Got my golds up in this bitch
Don't get tossed up in this bitch
I'm like owwww, hannnn
Coke Boys in this bitch (hannn)
Got Kid Ink up in this bitch (hannn)
Got ASAP Ferg in this bitch (ay, ay, ay)
I'm like (owww) hunit on that stage nigga
Hunnit in them them K's nigga
In that Porsche, boxed up, stunting 'till-my grave nigga
Strapped with the 40, shit real out chea
Talking about the purpose smoking fills outchea (han)
Stingy with the money, but the shells I shed
And my nigga rip the gold off ya grill out chea
Pull up in a tank (tank), cup full of drank (drank)
Make 10 mill, stuff it in a bank (bank)
50 on a rollie, 100 on a lane (bling)
Think you an animal turn you to a mink (woo)
Throwing dust, throwing bullets (bullt), stunting on the po pull up
Top-off, car-hooded, this-South-Bronx-boogie
Owwww
V-v-valet park my whip nigga (uh)
Hammer time for my chips nigga
Bossin' up, add it up
Your girlfriend choosin' so you mad as fuck, okay
Chillin' with my coalition nigga's rackin' up
Bossin' up, add it up
Bossin' up, add it up
A lil' Louis but my bitch wants some bags and stuff
V-v-valet park my whip nigga (uh)
Hammer time for my chips nigga
Bossin' up, add it up
Your girlfriend choosin' so you mad as fuck, okay
Chillin' with my coalition nigga's rackin' up
Bossin' up, add it up
Bossin' up, add it up
A lil' Louis but my bitch wants some bags and stuff
Uh
Hello nigga with the gold teeth
Hilfiger nigga, only OG
Hilfiger niggas, only 4D
But for real, a trilla' nigga bring the whole street
Four trill bitches on my Rollie
Montana hammer, like I'm Tony
Cocaina 'til her nose bleed
Make a girl wanna cuff like the police
That flacko nigga goldie
Me and Rocky like Apollo Creed
Relax to the max, no cozy
Big dogs on the crib but I'm low-key
Don't fuck with them niggas that be phony
Young B and 'em don't even know me
She all on my wang, Alexander Wang
Yeah, Margiela feel the leather, 4G
These bape's on my feet, make my cypher complete
Make girls scream "Lord" like I am a priest
I'm a boss nigga, climbing seas
Just collect cash while designing sneaks
Whip yo teeth every time I speak
3 thou for the smile, nigga I'm a G
Better talk to me nice, nigga I'm a chief
You dealing with a boss, so I need PC
Yeah, I'm bout this bread
I'm bout this dough
I'm bout this dough
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
V-v-valet park my whip nigga (uh)
Hammer time for my chips nigga
Bossin' up, add it up
Your girlfriend choosin' so you mad as fuck, okay
Chillin' with my coalition nigga's rackin' up
Bossin' up, add it up
Bossin' up, add it up
A lil' Louis but my bitch wants some bags and stuff
V-v-valet park my whip nigga (uh)
Hammer time for my chips nigga
Bossin' up, add it up
Your girlfriend choosin' so you mad as fuck, okay
Chillin' with my coalition nigga's rackin' up
Bossin' up, add it up
Bossin' up, add it up
A lil' Louis but my bitch wants some bags and stuff
Keep it 1 hunnit
1 hunnit in one's
If you tryna have some fun
Funds up get you some
The sum of it all (all), all this money in my draw (yeah)
Draw these hoes to my car (egh)
Add it up, how I ball (go)
Yeah that's bossin' up, but don't bother us
Steady poppin' in, so popular
Love poppin' shit, its Rocketship
Might take off, so out of here (here)
Here we go again (gain), given in to sin
So sincere since last night, til 6 going in
Sun shine, see the glare (glare), no we ain't playing fair (no)
And you ain't really bout that paper, if it ain't enough to share (what)
Acting like I been on vacation, tell a mother fucker I ain't going no where
On my own, playing the cards like the game is solitaire, yeah
V-v-valet park my whip nigga (uh)
Hammer time for my chips nigga
Bossin' up, add it up
Your girlfriend choosin' so you mad as fuck, okay
Chillin' with my coalition nigga's rackin' up
Bossin' up, add it up
Bossin' up, add it up
A lil' Louis but my bitch wants some bags and stuff
V-v-valet park my whip nigga (uh)
Hammer time for my chips nigga
Bossin' up, add it up
Your girlfriend choosin' so you mad as fuck, okay
Chillin' with my coalition nigga's rackin' up
Bossin' up, add it up
Bossin' up, add it up
A lil' Louis but my bitch wants some bags and stuff
Bossin' up
You, you can check we bossin'
V-v-valet park my whip nigga (uh)
Hammer time for my chips nigga
Bossin' up, add it up
Your girlfriend choosin' so you mad as fuck, okay
Bossin' up, add it up
Bossin' up, add it up
A lil' Louis but my bitch wants some bags and stuff
V-v-valet park my whip nigga (uh)
Hammer time for my chips nigga
Bossin' up, add it up
Your girlfriend choosin' so you mad as fuck, okay
Chillin' with my coalition nigga's rackin' up
Bossin' up, add it up
Bossin' up, add it up
A lil' Louis but my bitch wants some bags and stuff
It go, valet when I park it
OG when I spark it
Money speak when I'm talkin'
J-J's on when I'm walking
Stay fired up like arson
You can't touch my garments
Up late nights pass Carson
Drinkin' large proportions of that turn up, juice
Got your girlfriend, loose
Shakin' that ass listening to Luke
Give a nigga all hole no loops
Give a nigga all brain no lip
I be at the ball hanging no grip
Pants saggin' on four fifth
My security bullets like 4 inches
Kick that shit like four ninjas
Did that shit for my niggas who
Made it out the hood to the good side
B-bossin' up with no tie
You heard it through the grapevine
And I was actually there
Yeah, it's clear who's been gettin' to the bread like Panera, ugh
V-v-valet park my whip nigga (uh)
Hammer time for my chips nigga
Bossin' up, add it up
Your girlfriend choosin' so you mad as fuck, okay
Chillin' with my coalition nigga's rackin' up
Bossin' up, add it up
Bossin' up, add it up
A lil' Louis but my bitch wants some bags and stuff
V-v-valet park my whip nigga (uh)
Hammer time for my chips nigga
Bossin' up, add it up
Your girlfriend choosin' so you mad as fuck, okay
Chillin' with my coalition nigga's rackin' up
Bossin' up, add it up
Bossin' up, add it up
A lil' Louis but my bitch wants some bags and stuff
Oww, Hannn
Bossed up in this bitch
Got my golds up in this bitch
Don't get tossed up in this bitch
I'm like owwww, hannnn
Coke Boys in this bitch (hannn)
Got Kid Ink up in this bitch (hannn)
Got ASAP Ferg in this bitch (ay, ay, ay)
I'm like (owww) hunit on that stage nigga
Hunnit in them them K's nigga
In that Porsche, boxed up, stunting 'till-my grave nigga
Strapped with the 40, shit real out chea
Talking about the purpose smoking fills outchea (han)
Stingy with the money, but the shells I shed
And my nigga rip the gold off ya grill out chea
Pull up in a tank (tank), cup full of drank (drank)
Make 10 mill, stuff it in a bank (bank)
50 on a rollie, 100 on a lane (bling)
Think you an animal turn you to a mink (woo)
Throwing dust, throwing bullets (bullt), stunting on the po pull up
Top-off, car-hooded, this-South-Bronx-boogie
Owwww
V-v-valet park my whip nigga (uh)
Hammer time for my chips nigga
Bossin' up, add it up
Your girlfriend choosin' so you mad as fuck, okay
Chillin' with my coalition nigga's rackin' up
Bossin' up, add it up
Bossin' up, add it up
A lil' Louis but my bitch wants some bags and stuff
V-v-valet park my whip nigga (uh)
Hammer time for my chips nigga
Bossin' up, add it up
Your girlfriend choosin' so you mad as fuck, okay
Chillin' with my coalition nigga's rackin' up
Bossin' up, add it up
Bossin' up, add it up
A lil' Louis but my bitch wants some bags and stuff
Uh
Hello nigga with the gold teeth
Hilfiger nigga, only OG
Hilfiger niggas, only 4D
But for real, a trilla' nigga bring the whole street
Four trill bitches on my Rollie
Montana hammer, like I'm Tony
Cocaina 'til her nose bleed
Make a girl wanna cuff like the police
That flacko nigga goldie
Me and Rocky like Apollo Creed
Relax to the max, no cozy
Big dogs on the crib but I'm low-key
Don't fuck with them niggas that be phony
Young B and 'em don't even know me
She all on my wang, Alexander Wang
Yeah, Margiela feel the leather, 4G
These bape's on my feet, make my cypher complete
Make girls scream "Lord" like I am a priest
I'm a boss nigga, climbing seas
Just collect cash while designing sneaks
Whip yo teeth every time I speak
3 thou for the smile, nigga I'm a G
Better talk to me nice, nigga I'm a chief
You dealing with a boss, so I need PC
Yeah, I'm bout this bread
I'm bout this dough
I'm bout this dough
Ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
V-v-valet park my whip nigga (uh)
Hammer time for my chips nigga
Bossin' up, add it up
Your girlfriend choosin' so you mad as fuck, okay
Chillin' with my coalition nigga's rackin' up
Bossin' up, add it up
Bossin' up, add it up
A lil' Louis but my bitch wants some bags and stuff
V-v-valet park my whip nigga (uh)
Hammer time for my chips nigga
Bossin' up, add it up
Your girlfriend choosin' so you mad as fuck, okay
Chillin' with my coalition nigga's rackin' up
Bossin' up, add it up
Bossin' up, add it up
A lil' Louis but my bitch wants some bags and stuff
Keep it 1 hunnit
1 hunnit in one's
If you tryna have some fun
Funds up get you some
The sum of it all (all), all this money in my draw (yeah)
Draw these hoes to my car (egh)
Add it up, how I ball (go)
Yeah that's bossin' up, but don't bother us
Steady poppin' in, so popular
Love poppin' shit, its Rocketship
Might take off, so out of here (here)
Here we go again (gain), given in to sin
So sincere since last night, til 6 going in
Sun shine, see the glare (glare), no we ain't playing fair (no)
And you ain't really bout that paper, if it ain't enough to share (what)
Acting like I been on vacation, tell a mother fucker I ain't going no where
On my own, playing the cards like the game is solitaire, yeah
V-v-valet park my whip nigga (uh)
Hammer time for my chips nigga
Bossin' up, add it up
Your girlfriend choosin' so you mad as fuck, okay
Chillin' with my coalition nigga's rackin' up
Bossin' up, add it up
Bossin' up, add it up
A lil' Louis but my bitch wants some bags and stuff
V-v-valet park my whip nigga (uh)
Hammer time for my chips nigga
Bossin' up, add it up
Your girlfriend choosin' so you mad as fuck, okay
Chillin' with my coalition nigga's rackin' up
Bossin' up, add it up
Bossin' up, add it up
A lil' Louis but my bitch wants some bags and stuff
The lyrics to "Bossin' Up" can be best understood as a song about rising up the social and economic ladder. The main theme of the song is success, both financial and social, with each rapper taking turns boasting about their wealth, status, and power. The lyrics are filled with references to money, cars, clothes, and women, all of which are symbols of status and success in hip-hop culture. The hook "Bossin' up" expresses their unapologetic confidence at their newfound success, while each rapper adds their unique lyrical style to the song, showcasing their individual talents.
Kid Ink is the first to take the mic, and he starts the song off right by describing his luxurious lifestyle, backed by an infectious beat. He brags about his lavish lifestyle and how he's "bossin' up" with his boys. The chorus follows, with French Montana singing about his jewelry which he's "hammering up for chips". A$AP Ferg takes the second verse and delivers a solid performance, rapping about his love for Louis Vuitton, his Lamborghini, and how he "stay[s] fired up like arson". Finally, French Montana comes in with his iconic flow in the third verse, and boasts about his wealth, Montana hammer, and his ability to make girls wanna cuff like the police.
Overall, the song celebrates the rappers' successes and their obsession with success and the empires they have built. The song's catchy beat and repetitive hook make it a popular club anthem, and its lyrics have become a staple in the hip-hop lexicon.
Lyrics Β© BMG Rights Management
Written by: BRIAN COLLINS, DAROLD BROWN, DAROLD DURARD BROWN, JAMES THOMAS, KARIM KHARBOUCH, STEPAN TAFT
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Dan Kreyzig
Devilβs device
Iβm a pawn
Just been reborn
Life torn
Out on bail
Rain or hail
Be smiling like a king
But Iβm dead within
Just joking, not
I woke up Before I forgot
Pick up a phone before it rings
Memories of birds singing
But Iβll be bringing in the bin
In vain
Purple are buds
Heart shaped love
Now to dead doves
I need bread to toast
like a hot roast
2 drink champagne
And start a devil campaign
High intellect
Shit gets complex
Talking about space
And how little I know
Death by sin
Coming within
Head near the bass numb
The radars have won
The war is dumb
But the battle goes on
Freak of the weak
Nothing more to speak
itsKinss
Such an awesome song ! Kid ink kills it every time !
iiPredatorHDii
This song deserves to be way more popular, Maybe even put out on the radio.
Shae Bae
This still go so hard
Harchi Ossama
most def
Sam Louie (Louie no V)
Nothing but truth π«
Syntheo Valdy
sad they don't make bangers like this anymore
RawApe
EVERYTIME I MAKE A HUGE STEP IN LIFE, I COME BACK TO THIS SONG AND CELEBRATE !!! BOSSIN UP!!!!
MoGunna
Heard this for the first time in a Miami sneaker store while I was ballin out after years of struggling in the trenches. I haven't looked back since, and this song is a benchmark of how it finally feels to Boss Up!
KB
Nice! Give me some money
MoGunna
@KB You'll learn how to keep money once you grind for it grasshopper.