Skillibeng – Real Boss Lyrics
Artist: Skillibeng
Song: Real Boss
Yo, Alvero
Yeah
Yeah
F**k me like I’m a real boss (Yeah)
Bought a Forgi’, my wheel cost (Yeah)
Top shotta get you knocked off (Yeah)
F**k around, knock your block off (Yeah)
Two girls come, tap me out (Yeah)
Hundred racks, I f**ked that up (Yeah)
Maybach gon’ drop me off (Yeah)
Just a million dollars in the loft
Yeah, pull up the big mansion with the shottas
She was a chicken head, I told her, “Gobble”
Ride in the backseat with the chopper
I’m smoking up the pound like the roster
Kick a b*t*h out the crib like soccer
Bet you, my shooter pull up in a Honda
Bet, you ain’t knock it off for a hundred
Big rubber, young n***a get blinded
Big mansion, but my b*t*h got money
Me a big boss, pull up and stunt
Why he cappin’? He ain’t got no hundreds
I was smokin up the pound, I’m blinded
That’s a drug, chop a hole in the hundred
N***as fakin’, I’ma keep it a hundred
If you talkin’ ’bout my city, we running
Call the shooters, make the pu**ys start running
Smoke out the pound, used to go sell an onion
You better get low, my n***as coming
It ain’t calypso when we start drumming
I got a rich ho’, I’m in her stomach
You n***as really ain’t talking ’bout nothin’
Keeping it with me, I dare you to try sh*t
These n***as safe in the hole, they sidekicks
I’m talking money and they get it silent
F**k me like I’m a real boss (Yeah)
Bought a Forgi’, my wheel cost (Yeah)
Top shotta get you knocked off (Yeah)
F**k around, knock your block off (Yeah)
Two girls come, tap me out (Yeah)
Hundred racks, I f**ked that up (Yeah)
Maybach gon’ drop me off (Yeah)
Just a million dollars in the loft
Yeah, pull up the big mansion with the shottas
She was a chicken head, I told her, “Gobble”
Ride in the backseat with the chopper
I’m smoking up the pound like the roster
Kick a b*t*h out the crib like soccer
Bet you, my shooter pull up in a Honda
Bet, you ain’t knock it off for a hundred
Big rubber, young n***a get blinded
Unuh no ramp with me money (Nah)
Finna you, skip me all the hundreds (Yeah)
F**k dem gyal (Yeah)
Shub me hood all in her tummy (Tummy, yuh sih?!)
Brrrrrp
Yeah, she bust it (Bust it, yeah, yeah, yeah)
She suck my d**k then me f**k it
Don’t try me, me clip have in thirty (Thirty)
Say you badder than me, stop the f**kery
Full of courage, now me step out and go make them duppy
Dump them in a rubbish (Rubbish)
Glock make the place haffi bloody (Bloody)
A we have the power like Sonic (Sonic)
Gwan like say unuh wicked and tough
And a them girl a suck off me c*cky (Yeah)
So me give her the pouridge (Yeah)
The protein shake where a baddest
She suck off me d**k and she give me the sloppy (Sloppy)
Sh*t, momma bust like me [?]
A we have the big long something [?] and give her me killer (Yeah)
Roll up like Armadillo with some blunt where bigger than cigar (Yeah)
F**k me like I’m a real boss (Yeah)
Bought a Forgi’, my wheel cost (Yeah)
Top shotta get you knocked off (Yeah)
F**k around, knock your block off (Yeah)
Two girls come, tap me out (Yeah)
Hundred racks, I f**ked that up (Yeah)
Maybach gon’ drop me off (Yeah)
Just a million dollars in the loft
Yeah, pull up the big mansion with the shottas
She was a chicken head, I told her, “Gobble”
Ride in the backseat with the chopper
I’m smoking up the pound like the roster
Kick a b*t*h out the crib like soccer
Bet you, my shooter pull up in a Honda
Bet, you ain’t knock it off for a hundred
Big rubber, young n***a get blinded
I like that, what?
I– What?
I like that, what?
Oh, hey, what?
I like that, what?
I– What?
I like that, what?
Oh, hey
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From the album:
The Prodigy: Ladies Only Edition [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021