Bossalini

[Chorus]

They tote poles, but they never had to toss a yiggie

I'm a top shotta, greet me as the bossalini

41 on the bust, that's the aquafini

Better be ready to die, that's the cost to beat me

28 south jack where my name from

I've been through hell and back, that's why I stay numb

Suckas try to slide me out, but I play dumb

Caught him slippin', wiped his nose, now his face won

[Verse 1]

Sucka said he hold me out, boy that's cap, brodi

I got him dressed up for cheap bitch, fashion novi

Throw forgies on the track, that's the cap mode (skrt)

Threw a ruler to my neph, but I ain't chaperonin' (no no no)

You takin' trips like we tabs with the wacks on it

Monkey nuts on the blackout, spazz on it

Bust the richard for a ‘K, no physio

Do a drill out the foreign, no fivio

Favourite drac' is the micro, that's the mini though

Fuck a show when we shuttin’ down the video

I'm in the club, 50-D, every colored flag

Chanel clutch from my bitch, every colored flag