Boss - Dp Beats, Chief Keef

Boss - Dp Beats, Chief Keef

  • Year of release: 2020
  • Language: English
  • Duration: 2:46

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Lyrics " Boss "

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Boss

Dp Beats, Chief Keef

Blood Gang

Cap or Die

Lets get it

Tadoe, Ball

Ha-ha-ha

If I die it’s gon' be from weed, yeah

For motivation I look at my seeds, yeah

Made it out, I’m so damn outta reach, yeah

You can only find me for my reek

Girl you thick, so make it clap for Keef, yeah

They should name a street after me, yeah

Pricey ass shades, I can’t see, uh (Nah)

Your bitch wanna lay up with me, uh

For you where you bought it, I got forty, uh

Give your ass fivehead not a forehead, uh

Pull a four by four out, I get snowed in

Kinda like Tadoe, yeah, bitch I’m the Gloden one

'Member when I was a youngin, got worth all I pulled

From 68th to 64th, literally jumpin' off the porch

I was sellin' dope on 61st, pullin' up on 55th

'Member sildin' down 59th, Foenem gon' turn you into a shrimp

Moving to the north suburbs, cops ran a nigga to the hills

Judge sent me to rehab, sayin' how they thought I was ill

Smithy on me no wheel, Shout out Texas, I’m too trill

Bitch bring me my bill, tell me what’s the cost for being real, ayy (Bang)

I pay the cost, ayy

To be the boss

I spray like Austin

An arm and leg, that’s what the shit gon' cost you

This bitch a stalker, you stuck on that bitch?

You still ain’t as real as you

talk

I’m feeling that shit, that is the reason we bought it

Get off my dick, you know that’s your hoe’s job

Them niggas don’t learn that them bitches

Kay, Kay want more shackles but got enough

I take her out, they want a picture, she hate the buzz

I gotta teach her about the snakes up in the grass, ayy (Let's get it)

'Member when I was a youngin, got worth all I pulled

From 68th to 64th, literally jumpin' off the porch

I was sellin' dope on 61st, pullin' up on 55th

'Member sildin' down 59th, Foenem gon' turn you into a shrimp

Moving to the north suburbs, cops ran a nigga to the hills

Judge sent me to rehab, sayin' how they thought I was ill

Smithy on me no wheel, Shout out Texas, I’m too trill

Bitch bring me my bill, tell me what’s the cost for being real, ayy (Bang)

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