OsamaSon - Boss Up lyrics

Boss up, just flex boss up, just flex
Boss up, just flex boss up, just flex

Fuck the check up, yeah
Fuck the check up, yeah
Fuck the check up, yeah
Fuck the check up, yeah

"What you doin' here?" (What)
Lookin' the best (Lookin' the best)
And I made it this far (Bee)
Thank god, I'm blessed, yuh, yuh
They ain't show no love no love
'Til I made it, yeah i proved them wrong, uh
I put that shit on, yeah
Bad ho, in her thongs, yuh
Said she wanna have fun, yeah (Bee)
Let's get it on, yeah let's get it on, yеah

Put that lil' bih', to bed (To bed)
I was in the back countin' up dеads
(Bee, bee) I was just (What)
I was too high I was too high on the 365
Popped a X, took over my mind
What would you do if you had this ride?
What would you do if you had my eyes?
Hunnid on hunnid, it's no surprise
Look at my neck, hella ice (Ice)
Look at my wrist, hella ice (Ice)
Spent a lil' shit, did that twice (Twice)
Look at my bitch, drinkin' her like wine
Buyin' new shit just to waste the time
(Bee, bee)
Wave that stick, no, I'm not blind
(Not blind)
Balenciaga hoodie when it's hot outside
Shoutout my slime, go slime for slime (Slime)
Go red for red, we go pint for pint, uh
I was geeked off tens for
The last seven nights (Damn)
I was fuckin' on tens for
The last seven nights (Damn)
Throw a lil' money, bet this bih' gon' bite
(Gon' bite)
V8 turbo on the whip, take flight, skrrt
Free my shooter, gotta send a lil' kite
(Lil' kite)
Fucked up slime, shit don't feel right
(Feel right)
You ain't on shit, 556, brought two sticks
Don't get hit (Buh, buh)
Realized only broke niggas talk shit
(Talk shit)
Since I got money, I ain't talk about shit
(Shit)
You ain't got, you ain't talkin' 'bout shit
(You ain't talkin 'bout)
And I got the, make a bih' throw a fit
And I got the, fdrr bih', uh, uh, aheh
(Bee, bee, bee, bee, bee, bee, bee, bee)
Yeah, yeah

Boss up, just flex boss up, just flex
Boss up, just flex boss up, just flex
Fuck the check up, yeah
Fuck the check up, yeah
Fuck the check up, yeah
Fuck the check up, yeah
"What you doin' here?" (What)
Lookin' the best (Lookin' the best)
And I made it this far (Bee)
Thank god, I'm blessed, yuh, yuh
They ain't show no love no love
'Til I made it, yeah i proved them wrong, uh
I put that shit on, yeah
Bad ho, in her thongs, yuh
Said she wanna have fun, yeah (Bee)
Let's get it on, yeah let's get it on, yeah