Boss Me (Freestyle)
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โฑ๏ธ 3:03 duration
๐ ID: 5925770
๐ Lyrics
We know the truth
(Trey made the motherfuckin' beat go crazy, nigga)
Drums in this bitch, Big Pun in this bitch
I got Pippi Longstocking with her tongue out and shit
Give me the cash, I need Long John Silver
Left him in the wilderness, he lucky we ain't finish him
Real criminals with mops like janitors
Temper tantrum dude, Louis V, bag him down
When you was store running, I was thuggin' Slappy down
He ain't killer, when we was kids, we used to slap him 'round
Smoke with me, it get nasty, it's Black & Milds
Tough niggas shed tears when they catch these shells
I should take you to the back and pat you down
His head high, soon it's gon' be a happy sack
We had him dancing and singing like Backstreet's back
When playing ball, had to throw him out, Cactus Jacks
If .223s make me like Mike, hit his back with Jordan
Swiss cheese, never heard of a back of a rim?
Just left SpongeBob holes in Patrick and Sandy
Almost threw it all away double backing on snitches
Talkin' dab with a dealer
Man, what happen to niggas?
Shit, for real
Back for the business, I'm running 'round laps on these niggas
Drastically killing, I'm loading up max in a fully
I got a fully with a dick, if you ask, it's a pully
I'm from the trenches, palm trees, really active, no touring
Mad Max in the story, left some matches here for you
Try to burn me, we'll set his whole mattress on fire
Black badges and Ferraris
MacBooks and Ataris
Blackjack 21 him
Tit-for-tat, no cease fire
Fish with LED lighting
Don't you ever think robbing
Life's a gamble, we got 'em
Copy that, nigga
Hashtags, nigga
Trash bags, nigga
These Glad bags'll put you in a white sheet
Let it rip, Beyblade, my heart darker then Wesley Snipes
One to the chest, one to the head, nigga, we don't got all night
Bitch, I'm from the Stinc Team, we ain't doing no fighting
No back and forth, we let the news do the writing
For real
We know the truth
We ain't doing all that
And we know what's going on
We know the know the truth, lil' nigga
You know what's going on, long live Jameon
Jameon Davis, I'm high as a bitch
For real
So we back on that shit
Sheesh, I'm high as bitch, can't do it right now
Oh, fuck
(Trey made the motherfuckin' beat go crazy, nigga)
Drums in this bitch, Big Pun in this bitch
I got Pippi Longstocking with her tongue out and shit
Give me the cash, I need Long John Silver
Left him in the wilderness, he lucky we ain't finish him
Real criminals with mops like janitors
Temper tantrum dude, Louis V, bag him down
When you was store running, I was thuggin' Slappy down
He ain't killer, when we was kids, we used to slap him 'round
Smoke with me, it get nasty, it's Black & Milds
Tough niggas shed tears when they catch these shells
I should take you to the back and pat you down
His head high, soon it's gon' be a happy sack
We had him dancing and singing like Backstreet's back
When playing ball, had to throw him out, Cactus Jacks
If .223s make me like Mike, hit his back with Jordan
Swiss cheese, never heard of a back of a rim?
Just left SpongeBob holes in Patrick and Sandy
Almost threw it all away double backing on snitches
Talkin' dab with a dealer
Man, what happen to niggas?
Shit, for real
Back for the business, I'm running 'round laps on these niggas
Drastically killing, I'm loading up max in a fully
I got a fully with a dick, if you ask, it's a pully
I'm from the trenches, palm trees, really active, no touring
Mad Max in the story, left some matches here for you
Try to burn me, we'll set his whole mattress on fire
Black badges and Ferraris
MacBooks and Ataris
Blackjack 21 him
Tit-for-tat, no cease fire
Fish with LED lighting
Don't you ever think robbing
Life's a gamble, we got 'em
Copy that, nigga
Hashtags, nigga
Trash bags, nigga
These Glad bags'll put you in a white sheet
Let it rip, Beyblade, my heart darker then Wesley Snipes
One to the chest, one to the head, nigga, we don't got all night
Bitch, I'm from the Stinc Team, we ain't doing no fighting
No back and forth, we let the news do the writing
For real
We know the truth
We ain't doing all that
And we know what's going on
We know the know the truth, lil' nigga
You know what's going on, long live Jameon
Jameon Davis, I'm high as a bitch
For real
So we back on that shit
Sheesh, I'm high as bitch, can't do it right now
Oh, fuck
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:04.31] We know the truth
[00:07.38] (Trey made the motherfuckin' beat go crazy, nigga)
[00:10.16] Drums in this bitch, Big Pun in this bitch
[00:12.49] I got Pippi Longstocking with her tongue out and shit
[00:15.14] Give me the cash, I need Long John Silver
[00:17.58] Left him in the wilderness, he lucky we ain't finish him
[00:20.42] Real criminals with mops like janitors
[00:22.76] Temper tantrum dude, Louis V, bag him down
[00:25.36] When you was store running, I was thuggin' Slappy down
[00:27.82] He ain't killer, when we was kids, we used to slap him 'round
[00:30.45] Smoke with me, it get nasty, it's Black & Milds
[00:32.86] Tough niggas shed tears when they catch these shells
[00:35.44] I should take you to the back and pat you down
[00:37.89] His head high, soon it's gon' be a happy sack
[00:40.45] We had him dancing and singing like Backstreet's back
[00:42.99] When playing ball, had to throw him out, Cactus Jacks
[00:45.43] If .223s make me like Mike, hit his back with Jordan
[00:48.04] Swiss cheese, never heard of a back of a rim?
[00:50.58] Just left SpongeBob holes in Patrick and Sandy
[00:53.16] Almost threw it all away double backing on snitches
[00:55.63] Talkin' dab with a dealer
[00:56.83] Man, what happen to niggas?
[00:58.38] Shit, for real
[01:00.55] Back for the business, I'm running 'round laps on these niggas
[01:03.25] Drastically killing, I'm loading up max in a fully
[01:05.78] I got a fully with a dick, if you ask, it's a pully
[01:08.32] I'm from the trenches, palm trees, really active, no touring
[01:10.91] Mad Max in the story, left some matches here for you
[01:13.31] Try to burn me, we'll set his whole mattress on fire
[01:15.85] Black badges and Ferraris
[01:17.17] MacBooks and Ataris
[01:18.42] Blackjack 21 him
[01:19.63] Tit-for-tat, no cease fire
[01:20.93] Fish with LED lighting
[01:22.11] Don't you ever think robbing
[01:23.47] Life's a gamble, we got 'em
[01:24.63] Copy that, nigga
[01:26.14] Hashtags, nigga
[01:27.23] Trash bags, nigga
[01:28.39] These Glad bags'll put you in a white sheet
[01:30.65] Let it rip, Beyblade, my heart darker then Wesley Snipes
[01:33.19] One to the chest, one to the head, nigga, we don't got all night
[01:35.65] Bitch, I'm from the Stinc Team, we ain't doing no fighting
[01:38.20] No back and forth, we let the news do the writing
[01:40.87] For real
[01:42.59] We know the truth
[01:44.08] We ain't doing all that
[01:46.00] And we know what's going on
[01:49.37]
[02:04.64] We know the know the truth, lil' nigga
[02:06.67] You know what's going on, long live Jameon
[02:08.37] Jameon Davis, I'm high as a bitch
[02:12.46] For real
[02:14.71] So we back on that shit
[02:17.75] Sheesh, I'm high as bitch, can't do it right now
[02:23.33] Oh, fuck
[02:29.78]
[00:07.38] (Trey made the motherfuckin' beat go crazy, nigga)
[00:10.16] Drums in this bitch, Big Pun in this bitch
[00:12.49] I got Pippi Longstocking with her tongue out and shit
[00:15.14] Give me the cash, I need Long John Silver
[00:17.58] Left him in the wilderness, he lucky we ain't finish him
[00:20.42] Real criminals with mops like janitors
[00:22.76] Temper tantrum dude, Louis V, bag him down
[00:25.36] When you was store running, I was thuggin' Slappy down
[00:27.82] He ain't killer, when we was kids, we used to slap him 'round
[00:30.45] Smoke with me, it get nasty, it's Black & Milds
[00:32.86] Tough niggas shed tears when they catch these shells
[00:35.44] I should take you to the back and pat you down
[00:37.89] His head high, soon it's gon' be a happy sack
[00:40.45] We had him dancing and singing like Backstreet's back
[00:42.99] When playing ball, had to throw him out, Cactus Jacks
[00:45.43] If .223s make me like Mike, hit his back with Jordan
[00:48.04] Swiss cheese, never heard of a back of a rim?
[00:50.58] Just left SpongeBob holes in Patrick and Sandy
[00:53.16] Almost threw it all away double backing on snitches
[00:55.63] Talkin' dab with a dealer
[00:56.83] Man, what happen to niggas?
[00:58.38] Shit, for real
[01:00.55] Back for the business, I'm running 'round laps on these niggas
[01:03.25] Drastically killing, I'm loading up max in a fully
[01:05.78] I got a fully with a dick, if you ask, it's a pully
[01:08.32] I'm from the trenches, palm trees, really active, no touring
[01:10.91] Mad Max in the story, left some matches here for you
[01:13.31] Try to burn me, we'll set his whole mattress on fire
[01:15.85] Black badges and Ferraris
[01:17.17] MacBooks and Ataris
[01:18.42] Blackjack 21 him
[01:19.63] Tit-for-tat, no cease fire
[01:20.93] Fish with LED lighting
[01:22.11] Don't you ever think robbing
[01:23.47] Life's a gamble, we got 'em
[01:24.63] Copy that, nigga
[01:26.14] Hashtags, nigga
[01:27.23] Trash bags, nigga
[01:28.39] These Glad bags'll put you in a white sheet
[01:30.65] Let it rip, Beyblade, my heart darker then Wesley Snipes
[01:33.19] One to the chest, one to the head, nigga, we don't got all night
[01:35.65] Bitch, I'm from the Stinc Team, we ain't doing no fighting
[01:38.20] No back and forth, we let the news do the writing
[01:40.87] For real
[01:42.59] We know the truth
[01:44.08] We ain't doing all that
[01:46.00] And we know what's going on
[01:49.37]
[02:04.64] We know the know the truth, lil' nigga
[02:06.67] You know what's going on, long live Jameon
[02:08.37] Jameon Davis, I'm high as a bitch
[02:12.46] For real
[02:14.71] So we back on that shit
[02:17.75] Sheesh, I'm high as bitch, can't do it right now
[02:23.33] Oh, fuck
[02:29.78]