Lyrics:
way too much to wage
I'm upping all the stakes I got the wagyu on the plate
Sauce like a boss
My squad blacking out at Lost Dog
I'll never settle for
Midnight in the sheets, she a under cover freak
Better call out work, I'm ya boss for the week
I'm get it in the kitchen, have you bussin' while you sweep
TikToker Beef
Doch für Beef sitzst du lebenslang, wie Christopher Reves
Jeder Hurensohn macht jetzt ein' auf Ghetto-Boss
Ich komm' im schwarzen Pontiac,
to have your back till they bring out them sniffing dogs
I'm a living boss never gonna get lost in the smoke ain't no joke
When you cross lines don't cross
Magnum vražda, vyřešeno razdva, head shot
Head off, your fuckin head split, jedu jak Necro
Tys myslel že ses boss, lesbo, lepro
Střílím to LeBron, přeplo
All this money in my pocket, he can't handle that
You know it cost to be the boss, my money real long
These diamonds dancin' on my neck, he tryna
fort, in mijn kluis ligt block
Cady Block dat is hoe ik mok
Kensington je weet hoe ik rock
Roley om m'n arm maar het moet nog Boss
Ja alleen de
boss, whatever the cost
I'mma still keep diggin' it out
[Chorus] - 2X
[Goapele]
Your showing me what I see (what I see)
It's not how you sadden me (if
I'm just like shh i gotta talk
My ego is bigger than bosses and bitches
Whenever they around me they just get so small
Bitch I'm the boss
Bitch I'm
Mladej si udělal sám, (udělal sám) ayy
Mladej si udělal, co chtěl
Mladej to má
More, mladej to má (skrrt, skrrt)
Mladej je frajer
Mladej je boss
is my punch line
I'm hungry like a hobo standin in lunch lines
Crossed the gun line, boss, like Ray and Claud
I know niggas that make they money
C'est qui le boss maintenant c'est moi
Tchh réponds pas ferme ta gueule
Sois insolente encore une fois
Tu finis tailleur
D'ailleurs mon pouvoir sur toi
can deny it but, deep down I know they feel the same,
I’m a muthafuckin boss, and I’m livin how I’m supposed to live, you mad? Ask me how many fucks
Tengo todo lo que quiero
What up Loco!
Yeah. Wes-west y'all
Big Tank Boss
Russian West Side
Yeah. I Got what I Need
I put my fist in the air, spit
ain't got no sauce
I done took too many losses
I'm a boss
I done took too many losses
Got a win
Tunnel vision locked in
Cutting off my friends
I ain't
dreams of making it out with plenty
Different breed I rather build up than destroy ,
Got out and made myself a boss while in search for resources
Im
vinte chutes, não tiveram sucesso
Eu só com um chute cubanos já tô na mídia
Na banda não encontra rei da camondra
Hala camufla
Oj Stoney é como boss
With each one of y'all, I worked up to boss now I'm the one that's providing all the meals
I'm feeling like Scarface/ Whipping up hard bass/ Moving
it
Ain't no love lost/ Ain't no drug boss/ Ain't no love talk/ Ain't no love talk
Just a nigga on the grind/ With a bunch of hustles on the side/ Hit
J'arrive devant le boss du rap-game
Comme Baddack devant Freezer
Viens pas par-là: ça pue nique Sarko
Carla sa pute ils font les faux
J'compte faire les
kinda concerning
Didn't know my worth that's kind of disturbing
Now bitches pull up I do the curving
She fuck me and not here for the earnings
I boss
talkin' about?
Just listen, I was gonna say somethin'
I'm not going to say too much, you dig, ha, ha
Just know that I am the brand new young boss
j'fume des salades et des salaires
Et t'es arrivé en boss, tes reparti les fesses à l'air
Ne fais pas trop le grand, il peut t'arriver des malheurs
go shake that off
Gotta make sure that I got God first and not my boss
Gotta obey God and not man
If they're telling me to stop preaching
I'll keep
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