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Real Boss lyrics with English Translations
[Intro: Rich The Kid]
Yo, Alvero
Yeah
Yeah
[Chorus: Rich The Kid] 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*tch 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 nigga get blinded
[Verse 1: Rich The Kid & Jay Critch] Big mansion, but my b*tch 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 Niggas fakin', I'ma keep it a hundred If you talkin' 'bout my city, we running Call the shooters, make the p**sys start running Smoke out the pound, used to go sell an onion You better get low, my niggas coming It ain't calypso when we start drumming I got a rich ho', I'm in her stomach You niggas really ain't talking 'bout nothin' Keeping it with me, I dare you to try sh*t These niggas safe in the hole, they sidekicks I'm talking money and they get it silent
[Chorus: Rich The Kid] 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*tch 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 nigga get blinded
[Verse 2: Skillibeng & Rich The Kid] Finna you, skip me all the hundreds (Yeah) f**k dem gyal (Yeah) Shoot me [?] in that tummy (Tummy, you say) (Brr-brr) Yeah, she bust it (Bust it, yeah, yeah, yeah) She suck my d**k that might f**k it Don't try me, [?] thottie (Thottie)
[?]
[?] go make them drop it, [?] Lock, knock a piece of a bloody (Bloody) Oh, we have the power like Sonic (Sonic)
[?] Suck me, get all the privilege(Yeah) The proteine shake weigh our bodies sh*t, momma bust like [?] Roll up like Armadillo Build some blunts weh bigger than cigar (Yeah)
[Chorus: Rich The Kid] 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*tch 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 nigga get blinded
[Outro] 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
[Chorus: Rich The Kid] 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*tch 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 nigga get blinded
[Verse 1: Rich The Kid & Jay Critch] Big mansion, but my b*tch 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 Niggas fakin', I'ma keep it a hundred If you talkin' 'bout my city, we running Call the shooters, make the p**sys start running Smoke out the pound, used to go sell an onion You better get low, my niggas coming It ain't calypso when we start drumming I got a rich ho', I'm in her stomach You niggas really ain't talking 'bout nothin' Keeping it with me, I dare you to try sh*t These niggas safe in the hole, they sidekicks I'm talking money and they get it silent
[Chorus: Rich The Kid] 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*tch 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 nigga get blinded
[Verse 2: Skillibeng & Rich The Kid] Finna you, skip me all the hundreds (Yeah) f**k dem gyal (Yeah) Shoot me [?] in that tummy (Tummy, you say) (Brr-brr) Yeah, she bust it (Bust it, yeah, yeah, yeah) She suck my d**k that might f**k it Don't try me, [?] thottie (Thottie)
[?]
[?] go make them drop it, [?] Lock, knock a piece of a bloody (Bloody) Oh, we have the power like Sonic (Sonic)
[?] Suck me, get all the privilege(Yeah) The proteine shake weigh our bodies sh*t, momma bust like [?] Roll up like Armadillo Build some blunts weh bigger than cigar (Yeah)
[Chorus: Rich The Kid] 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*tch 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 nigga get blinded
[Outro] 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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