Boss Shit Lyrics
| Song | Boss Shit |
| Artist | Ryler Smith |
| Artist | Wndrfl |
| Album | Exhibition Life |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Jonas Museng'ya Speich | |
| 作曲 : Mike Scianna | |
| Boss shit, | |
| Flawless | |
| More power than | |
| Fifty Testarossas | |
| All fresh | |
| Breaking thru | |
| **** it up with that raw shit | |
| Swear yall aint really on shit | |
| Yall rappers aint shit tho | |
| Swear you're bars straight Horse shit | |
| You could be the mack or the brother | |
| it dont matter, cause you simply | |
| Can't Force it | |
| Since a youngin out the south | |
| Comin up I jus really | |
| Didnt know shit, talked a lot non sense | |
| Bout the hunnies getting stung | |
| I was young and stupid | |
| Think about what it cost me | |
| Uh, | |
| Hungover, feet wet from | |
| Mud puddles in the moshpit | |
| New sneaks, | |
| couldn't afford them | |
| Swear a nigga felt nautious | |
| Had to switch up, son | |
| But lately I been too cautious | |
| Will I end up in the coffin | |
| With some diamonds on my carcass | |
| I dont know, no clue, | |
| Drop heat, scorches | |
| New beats, gorgeous | |
| Lovin on catamarans | |
| She said could be her lover, | |
| but not her man | |
| At least I be Camera man | |
| We eating fresh fruits on the coast | |
| Fish with roast Red wine, | |
| Offwhite colored clothes | |
| Life styles of the ones who made it | |
| Same, but we not related | |
| You marinate life | |
| And then had to sautée it | |
| Never know if Ill be old | |
| I live the moment | |
| That shit never changed | |
| Like the shape of a Toblerone | |
| In a Bath robe | |
| Order more chardonnay in | |
| Its a small globe, | |
| Dont you think you the greatest | |
| Up in the champagne | |
| Her lips softer than cream | |
| With this woman it aint all about me | |
| Aint no boss in our team | |
| We keep a positive outlook steadily | |
| While outweighing all of our options | |
| Style remain supreme | |
| You can't adopt it | |
| So stop all that bull shit | |
| A nigga aint ****in with none else but | |
| Boss shit, | |
| Flawless | |
| More power than | |
| Fifty Testarossas | |
| All fresh | |
| Breaking thru | |
| **** it up with that raw shit | |
| Swear yall aint really on shit | |
| Yall rappers aint shit tho | |
| Swear you're bars straight Horse shit | |
| You could be the mack or the brother | |
| it dont matter, cause you simply | |
| Can't Force it |
| zuo ci : Jonas Museng' ya Speich | |
| zuo qu : Mike Scianna | |
| Boss shit, | |
| Flawless | |
| More power than | |
| Fifty Testarossas | |
| All fresh | |
| Breaking thru | |
| it up with that raw shit | |
| Swear yall aint really on shit | |
| Yall rappers aint shit tho | |
| Swear you' re bars straight Horse shit | |
| You could be the mack or the brother | |
| it dont matter, cause you simply | |
| Can' t Force it | |
| Since a youngin out the south | |
| Comin up I jus really | |
| Didnt know shit, talked a lot non sense | |
| Bout the hunnies getting stung | |
| I was young and stupid | |
| Think about what it cost me | |
| Uh, | |
| Hungover, feet wet from | |
| Mud puddles in the moshpit | |
| New sneaks, | |
| couldn' t afford them | |
| Swear a nigga felt nautious | |
| Had to switch up, son | |
| But lately I been too cautious | |
| Will I end up in the coffin | |
| With some diamonds on my carcass | |
| I dont know, no clue, | |
| Drop heat, scorches | |
| New beats, gorgeous | |
| Lovin on catamarans | |
| She said could be her lover, | |
| but not her man | |
| At least I be Camera man | |
| We eating fresh fruits on the coast | |
| Fish with roast Red wine, | |
| Offwhite colored clothes | |
| Life styles of the ones who made it | |
| Same, but we not related | |
| You marinate life | |
| And then had to saut e it | |
| Never know if Ill be old | |
| I live the moment | |
| That shit never changed | |
| Like the shape of a Toblerone | |
| In a Bath robe | |
| Order more chardonnay in | |
| Its a small globe, | |
| Dont you think you the greatest | |
| Up in the champagne | |
| Her lips softer than cream | |
| With this woman it aint all about me | |
| Aint no boss in our team | |
| We keep a positive outlook steadily | |
| While outweighing all of our options | |
| Style remain supreme | |
| You can' t adopt it | |
| So stop all that bull shit | |
| A nigga aint in with none else but | |
| Boss shit, | |
| Flawless | |
| More power than | |
| Fifty Testarossas | |
| All fresh | |
| Breaking thru | |
| it up with that raw shit | |
| Swear yall aint really on shit | |
| Yall rappers aint shit tho | |
| Swear you' re bars straight Horse shit | |
| You could be the mack or the brother | |
| it dont matter, cause you simply | |
| Can' t Force it |
| zuò cí : Jonas Museng' ya Speich | |
| zuò qǔ : Mike Scianna | |
| Boss shit, | |
| Flawless | |
| More power than | |
| Fifty Testarossas | |
| All fresh | |
| Breaking thru | |
| it up with that raw shit | |
| Swear yall aint really on shit | |
| Yall rappers aint shit tho | |
| Swear you' re bars straight Horse shit | |
| You could be the mack or the brother | |
| it dont matter, cause you simply | |
| Can' t Force it | |
| Since a youngin out the south | |
| Comin up I jus really | |
| Didnt know shit, talked a lot non sense | |
| Bout the hunnies getting stung | |
| I was young and stupid | |
| Think about what it cost me | |
| Uh, | |
| Hungover, feet wet from | |
| Mud puddles in the moshpit | |
| New sneaks, | |
| couldn' t afford them | |
| Swear a nigga felt nautious | |
| Had to switch up, son | |
| But lately I been too cautious | |
| Will I end up in the coffin | |
| With some diamonds on my carcass | |
| I dont know, no clue, | |
| Drop heat, scorches | |
| New beats, gorgeous | |
| Lovin on catamarans | |
| She said could be her lover, | |
| but not her man | |
| At least I be Camera man | |
| We eating fresh fruits on the coast | |
| Fish with roast Red wine, | |
| Offwhite colored clothes | |
| Life styles of the ones who made it | |
| Same, but we not related | |
| You marinate life | |
| And then had to saut e it | |
| Never know if Ill be old | |
| I live the moment | |
| That shit never changed | |
| Like the shape of a Toblerone | |
| In a Bath robe | |
| Order more chardonnay in | |
| Its a small globe, | |
| Dont you think you the greatest | |
| Up in the champagne | |
| Her lips softer than cream | |
| With this woman it aint all about me | |
| Aint no boss in our team | |
| We keep a positive outlook steadily | |
| While outweighing all of our options | |
| Style remain supreme | |
| You can' t adopt it | |
| So stop all that bull shit | |
| A nigga aint in with none else but | |
| Boss shit, | |
| Flawless | |
| More power than | |
| Fifty Testarossas | |
| All fresh | |
| Breaking thru | |
| it up with that raw shit | |
| Swear yall aint really on shit | |
| Yall rappers aint shit tho | |
| Swear you' re bars straight Horse shit | |
| You could be the mack or the brother | |
| it dont matter, cause you simply | |
| Can' t Force it |
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