Finer Things

Lyrics

[Intro: Crooked I] C.O.B Circle Of Bosses Cash Over Bitches Crip Or Blood Conductin' Organized Business Yeah I'm in this mafucka with the Horseshoe Gang, yanadamean (Blat-tat-tat, blaow) We ain't doin' nuttin' but a... Keepin' it bossy (Yeah) But hold on [Verse] Yo That's it, I'm burnin' niggas like acid As if you could last with my classics I'm that shit, rap spittin' jurassic Lit like a matchstick when we match whips I'm that sick, light the booth like a campfire The amplifiers, I'm a vampire Give the track flat tires Soon as I lift my voice like a black choir Hard to read like a damn liar Every time I spit, I lose control Stickin' my Dirk Diggler in music hole Still artistic enough to paint a picture of music soul The best truth be told Had to drop the muthafuckin' Bossacre Rap's my bitch now, y'all can get off of her Before breakin off laws occur Draw in front of the officer I'm in a awesome spur Ever seen a drive-by shooter rockin' Gucci apparel Iced out like a Nubian pharaoh I'll be the bow, you be the arrow I'ma shoot you, nigga I be the trigger, my crew be the barrel 'Cause when I get pulled, we all gon' pop Then them separate release dates, we all gon' drop Watchin' 106 & Park, gettin' sick of ya song Then I realise I fucked every video hoe In every video known Every video shown Really doe, makin' pretty hoes moan Benzie on chrome Iunno why I'm way flyer than you You ridin' on 20's, I ride higher than you 22 inch wires, I might admire the view A nine and a dime, my cockpit require the two 'Til I retire, I spit like I desire the flu Be sicker than niggas, that's what I aspire to do And I'm ridin' with so many gorillas, you'd think I hired a zoo Fire your 22, I fire bazoo... Kas Expire you... 'Cause I'm tired of you You not as fire as you... Was Give 'em a blindfold and a Marlboro Blat, I'm takin' your spot tomorrow, bro 'Lotta niggas fell off, I think we all know Now, should I give 'em a pass, I'm like "Nah, hoe" They hear me, man They sayin' dude is mean Not knowin' they listenin' to the future king Bling, bling, king of spit What do you mean? If you the king, why don't you do a thing (for what?) For the Coast In the hood, you a ghost Not even in the club, scared to post with your folks On the video, nigga's dogs and they Loc's Bangin' like they active You niggas got jokes Hahahahah [Outro] Yeah You niggas got jokes, man Hahahah (Ha, ha) It's the Bossacre, nigga Felli Fel And the Don, Nik Bean C.O.B Bitch Y'all niggas got jokes