Real Boss - Skillibeng, Rich The Kid, Jay Critch

Yo, Alvero

Yeah

Yeah

Fuck me like I’m a real boss (Yeah)

Bought a Forgi', my wheel cost (Yeah)

Top shotta get you knocked off (Yeah)

Fuck around, knock your block off (Yeah)

Two girls come, top me out (Yeah)

Hundred racks, I fucked 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 a rasta

Kick a bitch out the crib like soccer

Bet you, my shooter pull up in a Honda

Bet, you they knock it off for a hundred

Big grabba, young nigga get blunted

Big mansion, but my bitch 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 blunted

That’s a drone, choppa holdin a hundred

Niggas fakin', I’ma keep it a hundred

If you talkin' 'bout my city, we running

Call the shooters, make the pussys start running

Smoke out the pound, used to go sell an onion

You better get low, my niggas coming

It ain’t calypso when we start drumming

I got a rich ho', I’m in her stomach

You niggas really ain’t talking 'bout nothin'

Keeping it with me, I dare you to try shit

These niggas saving a hoe they sidekicks

I’m talking money and they get it silent

Fuck me like I’m a real boss (Yeah)

Bought a Forgi', my wheel cost (Yeah)

Top shotta get you knocked off (Yeah)

Fuck around, knock your block off (Yeah)

Two girls come, tap me out (Yeah)

Hundred racks, I fucked 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 a rasta

Kick a bitch out the crib like soccer

Bet you, my shooter pull up in a Honda

Bet, you they knock it off for a hundred

Big grabba, young nigga get blunted

Unuh no ramp with me money (Nah)

From ah US gimme all the hundreds (Yeah)

Fuck dem gyal (Yeah)

Shub me hood all in her tummy (Tummy, yuh sih?!)

Brrrrrp

Yeah, she bust it (Bust it, yeah, yeah, yeah)

She suck my dick then me fuck it

Don’t try me, me clip have in thirty (Thirty)

Say you badder than me, stop the fuckery

Full of courage, now me step out and go make them duppy

Dump them in a rubbish (Rubbish)

Glock make the place haffi bloody (Bloody)

A we have the power like Sonic (Sonic)

Gwan like say unuh wicked and tough

And a them girl a suck off me cocky (Yeah)

So me give her the pouridge (Yeah)

The protein shake weh have body

She suck off me dick and she give me the sloppy (Sloppy)

She mek me bust like me

A we have the big Glocks fuck dem gyal and give her me killer (Yeah)

Roll up like Armadillo with some blunt where bigger than cigar (Yeah)

Fuck me like I’m a real boss (Yeah)

Bought a Forgi', my wheel cost (Yeah)

Top shotta get you knocked off (Yeah)

Fuck around, knock your block off (Yeah)

Two girls come, tap me out (Yeah)

Hundred racks, I fucked 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 a rasta

Kick a bitch out the crib like soccer

Bet you, my shooter pull up in a Honda

Bet, you they knock it off for a hundred

Big grabba, young nigga get blunted

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