Boss

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This was the very first “rap song” I’ve ever produced and written. I’ve been producing beats ever since I was 8 or so, and used to write little poems here and there aswell,… Read More

Aug. 15, 20171 viewer

Boss Lyrics

[Intro]
Aye, aye, aye
Aye
Yeah (aye), Haha (aye)
Yeeeah!
Ugh

[Pre-Chorus 1]
808, 808, 808, gone crazy
808, gone crazy
808, gone crazy
808, 808, 808, gone crazy
808, gone crazy, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Pre-Chorus 2]
80-80-80-8
Hold on, let me take a break
Bitches lyin', they be fake
Up and down, yeah, move dat cake
80-80-80-8
Hold on, let me take a break
Bitches lyin', they be fake
Up and-

[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm a boss (aye)
Yeah, I'm a boss, aye
Yeah, I'm a boss (scurr)
Yeah, I'm a boss
I get it, I flip it, bitch
Yeah, I'm a boss, aye
Yeah, I'm a boss, aye
Yeah, I'm a boss
Yeah, I'm a boss
I get it, I flip it, bitch
Yeah, I'm a- ugh

[Verse]
Droppin' them songs (Hee)
Droppin' them thongs (G)
Gettin' them hunnids (aye)
Bitch, I be stuntin' (ye)
White theeth, flossin'
Spit that coffin (scurr)
Ball out - Jordan (ye)
Homies callin' (whoo)
I kick it - Karate
I feel like Lil Yachty (Lil Boat)
Bitch, we havin' a party (party)
We coppin' them 'Raris, vroom
I call her shawdy, hmm
Killin' them raw beats, hmm
Sippin', I sip on a cup
Pull up, got that Glock on lock (pah, pah, pah)
Stack up - Racks on racks (aye)
Gook up - Gats on gats (aye)
Bank up - Tax on tax (aye)
Shake that back to back (aye/scurr)
Finna cop a Benz (yeh)
Get that money fast (yeh)
Give a fuck 'bout trends (yah)
No new, no new friends (aye)
Imma get them thangs
I don't fuck with gangs (no no)
Look at my hands - that's rings (rangs)
Look at my reef, it stanks (stanks)
Gettin' that, whippin' them packs (packs)
I'm the killa, I'm the mans (mans)
Mulah, mulah, stacks (scurrt)
Yeah, I done did it, thanks

[Pre-Chorus 1]
808, 808, 808, gone crazy
808, gone crazy
808, gone crazy
808, 808, 808, gone crazy
808, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm a boss
Yeah, I'm a boss
Yeah, I'm a boss, aye
Yeah, I'm a boss
I get it, I flip it, bitch
Yeah, I'm a boss, uhh
Yeah, I'm a boss, ugh
Yeah, I'm a boss (scurr)
Yeah, I'm a boss
I get it, I flip it, bitch
Yeah, I'm a- ugh

[Pre-Chorus 2]
80-80-80-8
Hold on, let me take a break
Bitches lyin', they be fake (fake)
Up and down, yeah, move dat cake (cake)
80-80-80-8
Hold on, let me take a break, aye
Bitches lyin', they be fake, yaah
Up and down, up and down

[Outro]
Haha, yeah
Hahahah
808 gone crazy, man
Yeah
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Crazy, crazy, man
Yo

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About

This was the very first “rap song” I’ve ever produced and written. I’ve been producing beats ever since I was 8 or so, and used to write little poems here and there aswell, though I never thought of combining the two and making a rap song. At some point it just came pouring out of me, so I wrote and wrote and eventually ended up with 3 or 4 songs in 2 or 3 days. This was the first. The meaning behind this track is simply that I felt great at the time I wrote it, so I went with the vibe.