PJ Lyrics – BossMan Dlow

Read the full PJ lyrics by BossMan Dlow along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Bossman Dlow’s music, you can also explore Too Slippery and STEP, two other songs by Bossman Dlow.

[Intro: BossMan Dlow]
N!gga
Yeah, yeah
N!gga, Big Za
(Gentle Beatz)
Yeah

[Chorus: BossMan Dlow]
I came a long way from lunch trays and eating rice, huh, yeah
Phone ain’t got no service, I’m on a PJ shooting dice, yeah
Went from fifty dollars to my name to 50K a night (N!gga)
You wanna fu*k with Big Za, baby, you can’t be scared of heights

I wanna take you to the sixtieth floor and fu*k you in a pent’ (Come here, bae)
Move them bags for me, baby, I’ll pay your rent (Come here, bae)
Tinted windows on the rentals, nothing less than five percent, huh (No)
These n!ggas ain’t balling, you n!ggas be on the bench, mm (Bench)

[Verse 1: BossMan Dlow]
N!ggas be on the sideline, you ain’t get no playing time (N!gga)
I be with them s*it poppers, ice on, I’m outside (Bling)
Pockets full of cheese, n!gga, fresher than Febreze, n!gga, yeah
Smelling like some Creed, n!gga, yeah, head to toe Celine, n!gga, yeah
Real solid street n!gga, it’s in my eyes, boy, yeah
Come and get in with Too Slippery, s*it’ll change your life, boy, yeah
Yeah, I’m screaming, “Fu*k 12,” ’til they free the guys, boy (Fu*k 12)
You ain’t gotta put me in the game ’cause I’m starting five, boy
This ain’t a game, this how I live, yeah
Trap ain’t dead, I’m dead for real, yeah
I’m in a big body switching gears
Neck and wrist on * * * (Bling)
Mouth on Aquafina, baby (Bling)
Pockets thick like Serena, baby
Pull up in that—, yeah
Pull up, brand-new Beamer, baby (Vyoom)

[Chorus: BossMan Dlow]
I came a long way from lunch trays and eating rice, huh, yeah

Phone ain’t got no service, I’m on a PJ shooting dice, yeah
Went from fifty dollars to my name to 50K a night (N!gga)
You wanna fu*k with Big Za, baby, you can’t be scared of heights
I wanna take you to the sixtieth floor and fu*k you in a pent’ (Come here, bae)
Move them bags for me, baby, I’ll pay your rent (Come here, bae)
Tinted windows on the rentals, nothing less than five percent, huh (No)
These n!ggas ain’t balling, you n!ggas be on the bench, mm (Bench)

[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
Hold ’em bags for me, baby, you can be my b!tch (Bags for me)
All them times I been in handcuffs, s*it, I had to bust my wrist
On a PJ shooting dice with Dlow, Farda on the four
When we land, I hit a couple folks and tell ’em it’s on the floor
My lil’ young ho want exotic Birkin, she might know some s*it, yeah
Break down spot, this b!tch on fire, another house for hoes and spritz, yeah
I can show you how to run it up, I really know this s*it
Turn a pound into a hundred thou’, I’m on the GOATed list
I’m the illest, baby, yeah and the realest, baby, yeah
Hundred-fifty-five pounds, but I’m the biggest, baby, yeah
Treat these bags like kids, can’t leave ’em unattended, baby (Gotta watch ’em)
I’ma get this money, be there when I finish, baby (Ho stop calling me)

[Chorus: BossMan Dlow]
I came a long way from lunch trays and eating rice, huh, yeah
Phone ain’t got no service, I’m on a PJ shooting dice, yeah
Went from fifty dollars to my name to 50K a night (N!gga)
You wanna fu*k with Big Za, baby, you can’t be scared of heights
I wanna take you to the sixtieth floor and fu*k you in a pent’ (Come here, bae)
Move them bags for me, baby, I’ll pay your rent (Come here, bae)
Tinted windows on the rentals, nothing less than five percent, huh (No)
These n!ggas ain’t balling, you n!ggas be on the bench, mm (Bench)