[Lyric] Boss Talk (Felix Dicey)

[intro]
Ahh, ahh, ahh-ahh-ahh, ahh
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh, ahh
Ahh-ahh-ahh, ahh
I got two bad bitches in the Coupe
Ahh, ahh, ahh-ahh-ahh, ahh (Two bad bitches in the Coupe)
Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh, ahh
Ayy, ayy, Dice, Dice, Dice, Dice

[Chorus]
I got two bad bitches in the Coupe (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
One in the trunk, and in the front, we go vroom
Dicey-Dicey-Dicey, how you makin’ all these tunes? (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Im in the studi’, yeah, you know I brought my goons
It’s that boss talk, (Boss), I done bossed up (Bah)
Felix Dicey is the boss, so jus’ floss up (Floss up)
I been ballin’ on these niggas, got me crossed up (Cross)
They be hatin' on a nigga 'cause I sauced up (Sauce)

[Verse 1]
Niggas say they 'bout it, that's that false talk
Talkin' on a grand, that's a soft talk
Off-White got me doing my lil' off walk
Tell 'em niggas keep it quiet when the boss talk
Could've bought a car, but I bought some ice
You only live once, so nigga I'ma live my life
I'm in love with cheese but I hate mice
I'm a cool cat, you a rat, like my diamonds I'ma bite
Two bad bitches in the Coupe
I got shooters, they gon' shoot you, if I tell the guys to shoot
I be puffin' Cali, I be boothin' in the booth
My niggas they some lions, from the jungle or the zoo
Ahh-ahh-ahh, smokin' cookies, I'm feelin' faded
Ahh-ahh-ahh, and I praised the lord that we made it
[Chorus]
I got two bad bitches in the Coupe (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
One in the trunk, and in the front, we go vroom
Dicey-Dicey-Dicey, how you makin’ all these tunes? (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Im in the studi’, yeah, you know I brought my goons
It’s that boss talk, (Boss), I done bossed up (Bah)
Felix Dicey is the boss, so jus’ floss up (Floss up)
I been ballin’ on these niggas, got me crossed up (Cross)
They be hatin' on a nigga 'cause I sauced up (Sauce)

[Verse 2]
Dicey, Dicey, Dicey, (?) sauced up
Does it feel as you did, yeah, you done bossed up?
And I just got some diamonds, I f-f-frost up
All this money in the air, gettin' tossed up
Pussyboy keep that pole like a stripper
I'm gon' take fucker, you can take the kisser
You don't want no smoke, but we gon' smoke you like a swisher
You can keep on hating, 'cause I'm only gettin' richer

[Chorus]
I got two bad bitches in the Coupe (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
One in the trunk, and in the front, we go vroom
Dicey-Dicey-Dicey, how you makin’ all these tunes? (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Im in the studi’, yeah, you know I brought my goons
It’s that boss talk, (Boss), I done bossed up (Bah)
Felix Dicey is the boss, so jus’ floss up (Floss up)
I been ballin’ on these niggas, got me crossed up (Cross)
They be hatin' on a nigga 'cause I sauced up (Sauce)
[Outro]
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt