a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

real boss - skillibeng lyrics

[intro: rich the kid]
yo, alvero
yeah
yeah

[chorus: rich the kid]
f*ck me like i’m a real boss (yeah)
bought a forgi’, my wheel cost (yeah)
top shotta get you knocked off (yeah)
f*ck around, knock your block off (yeah)
two girls come, tap me out (yeah)
hundred racks, i f*cked that up (yeah)
maybach gon’ drop me off (yeah)
just a million dollars in the loft
yeah, pull up the big mansion with the shottas
she was a chicken head, i told her, “gobble”
ride in the backseat with the chopper
i’m smoking up the pound like the roster
kick a b*tch out the crib like soccer
bet you, my shooter pull up in a honda
bet, you ain’t knock it off for a hundred
big rubber, young n*gga get blinded

[verse 1: rich the kid & jay critch]
big mansion, but my b*tch got money
me a big boss, pull up and stunt
why he cappin’? he ain’t got no hundreds
i was smokin up the pound, i’m blinded
that’s a drug, chop a hole in the hundred
n*ggas fakin’, i’ma keep it a hundred
if you talkin’ ’bout my city, we running
call the shooters, make the p*ssys start running
smoke out the pound, used to go sell an onion
you better get low, my n*ggas coming
it ain’t calypso when we start drumming
i got a rich ho’, i’m in her stomach
you n*ggas really ain’t talking ’bout nothin’
keeping it with me, i dare you to try sh*t
these n*ggas safe in the hole, they sidekicks
i’m talking money and they get it silent
[chorus: rich the kid]
f*ck me like i’m a real boss (yeah)
bought a forgi’, my wheel cost (yeah)
top shotta get you knocked off (yeah)
f*ck around, knock your block off (yeah)
two girls come, tap me out (yeah)
hundred racks, i f*cked that up (yeah)
maybach gon’ drop me off (yeah)
just a million dollars in the loft
yeah, pull up the big mansion with the shottas
she was a chicken head, i told her, “gobble”
ride in the backseat with the chopper
i’m smoking up the pound like the roster
kick a b*tch out the crib like soccer
bet you, my shooter pull up in a honda
bet, you ain’t knock it off for a hundred
big rubber, young n*gga get blinded

[verse 2: sk!llibeng & rich the kid]
[?], i pick my money (nah)
finna you, skip me all the hundreds (yeah)
f*ck dem gyal (yeah)
shoot me [?] in that tummy (tummy, you say)
(brr*brr) yeah, she bust it (bust it, yeah, yeah, yeah)
she suck my d*ck that might f*ck it
don’t try me, [?] thottie (thottie)
[?]
[?] go make them drop it, [?]
lock, knock a piece of a bl**dy (bl**dy)
oh, we have the power like sonic (sonic)
[?]
[?] dem girl, ah, suck off my c*ck*y (yeah)
suck me, get all the privilege(yeah)
the proteine shake weigh our bodies
[?] sloppy (sloppy)
sh*t, momma bust like [?]
[?], yeah, i’m a k!ller (yeah)
roll up like armadillo
build some blunts weh bigger than cigar (yeah)
[chorus: rich the kid]
f*ck me like i’m a real boss (yeah)
bought a forgi’, my wheel cost (yeah)
top shotta get you knocked off (yeah)
f*ck around, knock your block off (yeah)
two girls come, tap me out (yeah)
hundred racks, i f*cked that up (yeah)
maybach gon’ drop me off (yeah)
just a million dollars in the loft
yeah, pull up the big mansion with the shottas
she was a chicken head, i told her, “gobble”
ride in the backseat with the chopper
i’m smoking up the pound like the roster
kick a b*tch out the crib like soccer
bet you, my shooter pull up in a honda
bet, you ain’t knock it off for a hundred
big rubber, young n*gga get blinded

[outro]
i like that, what?
i– what?
i like that, what?
oh, hey, what?
i like that, what?
i– what?
i like that, what?
oh, hey

- skillibeng lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular