BOSS Lyrics

Boss, boss

My files is heavy

I can barely hold my phone

Really I could be Joe Pesci

But this not home alone (wooh)

Clean the block up like it's Messy

Cuz dust I can't condone

Can't block my shots, I'm Messi

And your girl like my cologne

I'm finally meeting the ends

I'm finally meeting my friends

For years I thought I had brothers (boss)

But when it comes to support it depends

There's certain things I can't defend

Everyone knows my intentions

It's funny to see all the chatters online

Doing they Arkade impressions (cmon)

I'm done with the fake love and the the fake trust it's dead

I'm done with the take love then wait til I break bread

How come I got five thousand views but only like ten of yall like it

How come these girls say it's only me but the chat say ten of em piped it (boss)

I'm finally snapping

I'm tired of the ones that I don't reach out to see me and ask what happened

I'm tired of the laying on me just ranting bout all of your goddamn problems

I feel like a lot of you IG gangsters promoting Charmin softened

Like David Goggins

Imma run til my ankles bleed (skrrt)

Imma run til I hit full speed

Imma run on beats and weed (boss)

Imma run to the penthouse suite

And the heat will never catch me

I promise you don't want the smoke

Don't take him to hibachi

That boy might have a stroke

I'm finally meeting the ends

I'm finally meeting my friends

For years I thought I had brothers

But when it comes to support it depends

There's certain things I can't defend

Everyone knows my intention

It's funny to see all the chatters online

Doing they Arkade impressions

I'm done with the fake love and the the fake trust it's dead

I'm done with the take love then wait til I break bread

How come I got five thousand views but only like ten of yall like it

How come these girls say it's only me but the chat say ten of em piped it

This shit wasn't all that easy

Had beef with the boy way back when then shit popped off way too greasy

Had to separate freaky and greedy

There's girls that take DJ to the mouth for likes and clout like Fiji (cmon)

Could never be fruit like kiwi

Gave her drill all day dem knees weak

And now I'm plotting she spotting the money they running in columns

We at a Michelin star and they served us tuna so raw no condoms

Nose drew blood from the power eleven, no Micah Parsons

And no Klay Thompson

Getting spun by a man named Carson (Arkade)

I'm finally meeting the ends

I'm finally meeting my friends

For years I thought I had brothers (boss)

But when it comes to support it depends

There's certain things I can't defend

Everyone knows my intentions (ok)

It's funny to see all the chatters online

Doing they Arkade impressions

I'm done with the fake love and the the fake trust it's dead (wooh)

I'm done with the take love then wait til I break bread

How come I got five thousand views but only like ten of yall like it

How come these girls say it's only me but the chat say ten of em piped it (boss)