Final Boss

Lyrics

[Intro] SBDSM (Ayy, Celo, this shit crazy) SBDSM SBDSM, SBDSM, SBDSM, SBDSM, DSM, DSM (Jxckk just want a drink) [Verse 1] Try me if you want, you lookin' at the final boss Get her what she want 'cause it don't matter what it cost Unky really had the block jumpin' just like Terrence Ross I'ma charge it to the game every time I take a loss I'ma level up and leave the past where it's at Touch one of mine, we on his head like a hat I don't fuck with niggas, leave 'em hangin' like a bat I'm just manifestin', damn, my pockets always stay fat Always ten toes, stand taller, far from nothin' I don't got no timе for no games, are we fuckin'? (Lеt me know) I could wake up and really take a trip to London I'm goin' to the top and only real niggas comin' (Come on) Where I come from, the strong ones who survive Another twenty-four, thank God I'm alive Beat it up, left my kids on her like a slide More money than your daddy, I'm not even twenty-five She a freak, I'ma slide in her like a crop Reachin' for a chain quickest way to get you popped Imaginary beef, you ain't even got an opp Niggas take you out the game when they tryna take your spot (Damn) Fam' want a pic, I'm just tryna get some groceries Out in LA, they treat a nigga just like Kobe Always had drip, I never had a pair of Roshes Let me clutch my Glocky 'cause he starin' like he know me Fuck is that, dog? [Verse 2] Shit, fuck, chopper spittin' just like Triple-H They like, "Dee, you eatin' good, you ain't missed a plate" That's because I'm always workin' and it's fuck a break Wish all stop the dick suckin' but I'll miss the hate Like who gon' motivate me to keep goin' hard? I'm really just like Tom Brady, you just like Brett Favre You can quote me on this shit, I feel like Ghandi No, I won't fuck her if she got a hundred bodies I'm straight on that Straight to the bag when I open up my eyes I be deep in my bag like I'm tryna get some fries Bro really always on some shit like some flies Couple niggas probably hate you, but show love to the skies What you grindin' for? Could be close, keep goin' Days lookin' sunny, I remember it was pourin' Baby got a fatty but I swear she's so borin' He don't even know it's more to the game than just scorin' Damn, I feel like Charmin, I was made for this shit (Get it?) No, I did not punch him, man, I paid for this shit Got her on her knees, she gon' pray to the dick Think I'm finna get a stock, the AR got some kick Speakin' of kick, I probably had your bitch news Back when hoes used to really choose off the Trues Now all you gotta do is probably have a couple blues OnlyFans be the only the career they could choose [Outro] Like stop playin', I know you got that 'cause that's your last resort, you really fucked up (Jxckk just want a drink) (Ayy, Celo, this shit crazy) Nah, I'm talkin' shit Ayy, ayy, ayy ShittyBoyz