lil altoid – bossed up lyrics
[intro]
timbaland, if you hear this, don’t sue me, bro
please, n+gga, please, n+gga, don’t sue me
c’mon, bro, please
all my n+ggas bossed up, bossed up, yeah
all my n+ggas bossed up, bossed up, yeah
all my n+ggas bossed up, bossed up, yeah
all my n+ggas+ ayy, ayy
[verse 1]
ayy, yeah, bossed up like the last level of mario
the cardio, i go all night, turn up the bar+io
your b+tch wanna meet altoid, but she a sorry ho
crew deep like dawson’s creek, shoutout rosario
n+gga, godd+mn
steam coming out the mic, yeah, that’s a hot man
b+tches in the dms like i was a pop band
if i step up out the jet, then it’s a hot land
you talking sh+t and sucking d+ck, but you ain’t got fans
godd+mn, n+gga, ain’t n0body hearing your sh+t
you talking tough, but i’m thе n+gga that you fearing and sh+t
okay, this n+gga wanted war, but now he hеaring the clip, now he tearing and sh+t
i put the molly in my minute maid
your pockets light, [?] what the men had made
i can write two songs, make ’em ten seconds long, and i promise over you, they still getting plays
i’m a young boss n+gga, i wake up and get my d+ck sucked
if you keep your life, it’s only because the clip stuck
wrist so bare, you should really get your p+ss up
life don’t fight fair, i woke up and put my fists up
[chorus]
all my n+ggas bossed up, bossed up, ayy
all my n+ggas bossed up, bossed up, ayy
all my n+ggas bossed up, bossed up, ayy
all my n+ggas bossed up, bossed up, ayy
all my n+ggas bossed up, bossed up, ayy
all my n+ggas bossed up, bossed up, ayy
all my n+ggas bossed up, bossed up, ayy
all my n+ggas bossed up, bossed up, ayy
[verse 2]
wrist pure white like i’m with the klan
and i’m kinda promiscuous, shoutout timbaland
i keep a couple n+ggas under like a boss do
leave an opp six feet, f+ck with me, it’s finna cost you
boss who? i’m the n+gga running the game
these n+ggas paying for they fans, i ain’t running with lames
and all these fake ass n+ggas with they fake ass fame
got a hunnid k, but n0body even know your name
now, how that make sense?
with them fake ass streams, you n+ggas make cents
you pay for studio time, i’m in my bas+m+nt
and all your weak ass bars need a replacement
you got a ghostwriter, i could never fake sh+t
run up in your studio and take sh+t
talking ’bout your jewelry ’cause your rhymes couldn’t make sh+t
run up in your mama house, my crew is finna break sh+t
i got my own style and you n+ggas on some drake sh+t
point me in the whip and you gon’ see just how the bass hit
tryna make a wave ’cause all these n+ggas really basic
lasik, i chop sh+t just like surgery
the way these n+ggas test me, i promise they never heard of me
they on my coattails, riding me, they made a herd to me
the hate just give me more clout, you’re not hurting me
i’m a young n+gga, just bossed up
and i snapped on the track, so i put my feature cost up
[chorus]
all my n+ggas bossed up, bossed up, ayy
all my n+ggas bossed up, bossed up, ayy
all my n+ggas bossed up, bossed up, ayy
all my n+ggas bossed up, bossed up, ayy
all my n+ggas bossed up, bossed up, ayy
all my n+ggas bossed up, bossed up, ayy
all my n+ggas bossed up, bossed up, ayy
all my n+ggas bossed up, bossed up, ayy
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