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boss chronicles - osibih lyrics

intro:
b*tches lurkin’
i’m curving
got racks, stacks

hook :
catch me ridin thru yo city
everybody f*ckin’ wit me
counting racks
countin’ digits
roll a wood love the sticky woah
yea yea ay ay
i say woah
foot on the gas and i put it right down to the floor
i got me a b*tch i can’t f*ck wit these hoes
everyday we be sellin’ out shows
know that dey mad
they weren’t wit me and now dey see i’m boutta blow
made a milli gave it back to the bros
boss life yea that’s how that sh*t goes
medicated yea just poured me a 4
made it far but i still want some more

verse 1 :
youngest out i been wavy
drippin’ straight down to tha socks
yea b*tch i’m ballin’
i feel like tracy mcgrady
she suckin’ it straight thru the draws
after i cum she tellin her friends how i’m tasty
issa new day can’t be lazy
haven’t fumbled the bag so they hate me
better watch how i’m comin’
it’s been a year and i started from nothing
confusing my age cuz the money i’m touching
only 18 but i’m livin’ my dreams yea i seen my own vision and neva stopped runnin’
he tried to f*ck wit the gang so i took his lil b*tch then i left her but she won’t stop comin
they held it down i was tryna make something ain’t talkin’ bout friends yeah b*tch shoutout my cousins
shoutout my bruddas
i’ll blow a bag den go get me anotha
ain’t nun to a boss yeah i learned from my motha
tryna f*ck wit me been known you a opp you just stay undercover
i’m in my bag forreal
they mad i’m here but i always knew i would make it
i feel like the boogie man
wit my hoodie on
shoulda known that the kid wasn’t basic

- osibih lyrics

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