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