Sosa Superhero Flow - sosamann

This shit bang too hard…

Oh… What… Yeah… Aye…

Oh… What… Yeah… Aye…

Oh… What… Yeah… (Somebody called Sosa in that mo’fucker) Aye…

(Know'm sayin') Yeah…

(Y'ever feel like a superhero? Batman, Superman, nah I’m sayin'…Spider-Man…

hah, The Sosamann, hah… like a mo’fucker… sweat… I’m sauce…)

I am connected like WiFi, aye

Hit the blunt and get sky high

Smoking spinach just like Popeye

Walk him down don’t do drive-by's

All on his neck like a bow tie

Why do they hate I do not know why

I’m right with my nigga like four tires

He said he’d wrestle got caught with a close-line

Go get them racks and I put it in rewind

Chill with the hunters hanging a bia

Be with the punters feel like I’m Eli

This is a classic ain’t talking bout Reebok

He actin' dramatic and I do not see why

Put three on his chest they calling him an ayah

Get hit with a bat they think that I’m A-Rod

Lil nigga you whacked with a day-job

(Know'm sayin', yeah man gonna tell a broke ass nigga take your prick ass to

work… know’m sayin'… be on time beat man, gonna get yourself some

mo’fuckin' cash… hah, know’m sayin'… Oh… Sauce… HEY…)

This style is unique

Choppa is just like a broom sweep the nigga off his feet

She popped her a perk dancer a freak, aye

Sucked me till I went to sleep

The plug he a nerd got hit for some keys, aye

Quad banging on the beat

I be with them birds they chucking up please, aye

In the Glock got a lemon-squeeze

Can’t fuck with him he actor

I bought me some shoes they made of pterodactyl

In the jungle like the snakes when they rattle

Niggas want beef I’ma smoke the whole cattle

Shooting my shot, jump throw the alley

I be with swoop made a play in the valley

Don’t want the bitch cause she living too average

I cook me a nigga like burger-patties

Aye, yuh

Cut off the nigga like Beijing

And if you wanna show gotta pay me

Don’t jump in the water cause it’s real deep

And you claiming that you ball but you lil-league

Lil-nigga you a pee-wee

Your whole clique yea they pipsqueaks

Denied me a bitch, I got it from Italy

I told her bonjour

I see the snakes, cutting the lawnmower

Can’t beef with a bum-boy

I stepped off the stage they gave an encore

An army like convoy

I walk to the mall and started an uproar

Get that money by lump-sums

I counted up cash, it just make me want more

Nigga want beef, your head we gon' leave it cracked

Seven-six-two's, it knock your whole ceiling back

Posted on Instagram, no I ain’t feeling that

How you wan’t smoke when you all on the internet

remember that

Don’t hang with the rats they seen to the penitentiary

Treat him like a mat I step on his stupid ass

And I got them guns like Iraq, aye