BossDon Lyrics – Fetty Wap | Zavier

Read the full BossDon lyrics by Fetty Wap from the album Zavier along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[Intro: Fetty Wap]
Yeah, this s*it sound real wavy right here, ya’m saying?
BossDon, Zoo Gang s*it, ya’m saying?
Yeah, huh
You know what it is, man
Max B (??), Fetty Wap, haha
Yeah, real wavy, man, yeah

[Chorus: Fetty Wap]
Ain’t nothing like a ride or die b!tch, I love when she show me love
When I go and get the package, I’m driving, she hold the drügs
Kelly Birkin, got the blicky inside her, we in the club

Fu*king with her, I might throw up a dub
Baby, you know what I need
A fifth of Remy, got an ounce of some weed
We hit the strip, we throw some thousands and leave
I know you’re with it, get your b!tches, hit the J and we can go to see, huh
B!tch, you know just what I need
B!tch, did you show me love

[Verse 1: Fetty Wap]
I keep a .40, she gon’ rock with the slug
I fu*k her in the bubble bath with the suds, she only fu*k with the thugs
Ain’t wanna do it, did this s*it just because
This fifth of Remy got her falling in love, baby, I got what you need
New Mercedes, go and pick out the (??)
And air runners for the summer what she rock on her feet
I ain’t around, she get down, do a drop-off and leave
And she do good, I might drop off her fee
Baby, I know what you need

[Chorus: Fetty Wap & Max B]
Ain’t nothing like a ride or die b!tch, I love when she show me love
When I go and get the package, I’m driving, she hold the drügs
Kelly Birkin, got the blicky inside her, we in the club
Fu*king with her, I might throw up a dub
Baby, you know what I need

A fifth of Remy, got an ounce of some weed
We hit the strip, we throw some thousands and leave
I know you’re with it, get your b!tches, hit the J and we can go to see, huh
B!tch, you know just what I need (Fetty Wap, let’s go)
B!tch, did you show me love

[Verse 2: Max B]
Ain’t nothing like a ride or die
See me and my b!tch, we see eye to eye
Lit a spliff, spin through the zips, man, I’m kinda fried
Kinda tired, (??) inside
Black coat, Columbine
Stuck by my side in prison, I’m lucky just to be alive (Lucky)
Took a little minute for my baby just to see this sign
I can see the signs all on my n!gga, he a

[seed] (??) of mine
Tell me things, speak your mind
Maybe we just need some time
Baby, just release your mind
You need peace of mind

[Chorus: Fetty Wap]
Ain’t nothing like a ride or die b!tch, I love when she show me love
When I go and get the package, I’m driving, she hold the drügs
Kelly Birkin, got the blicky inside her, we in the club
Fu*king with her, I might throw up a dub
Baby, you know what I need
A fifth of Remy, got an ounce of some weed
We hit the strip, we throw some thousands and leave
I know you’re with it, get your b!tches, hit the J and we can go to see, huh
B!tch, you know just what I need
B!tch, did you show me love