CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Yuh!

Give me top, on yo block I'm smoking sh*t
f**k the cops, motherf**king government
Thirty bands, b*t*h that's what I'm coming with
Rubber bands for yo momma and yo cousin

b*t*h I'm, (b*t*h I'm) bossin' (Yuh!)
b*t*h I'm, (b*t*h I'm) bossin' (Yuh!)
b*t*h I'm, (b*t*h I'm) bossin' (Yuh!)
b*t*h I'm, (b*t*h I'm) bossin' (Yuh!)
Where he at, when I see him no discussion
b*t*h, it's no discussion
b*t*h, it's no discussion

Jump out the Porsche, man your mama is a whore
She be sucking d**k [?] door to door
Your girl is a groupie, she be f**kin' for the sport
And you 'bout dumb as sh*t, acting like a dork
Dork, dork, I just be killing my boy
Miss a Henny with a Jamba Juice, got me feeling immortal
f**k what they talking 'bout, roundhouse like roundabout
b*t*h are you talking to me?
I run on the beat, they run on my meat
Pack a punch, I'm packing the heat
I feel like Dante, I'm 'bout to skeet
Feel like Ariana [?]
Man I feel like Zack Fox, brought a Camel to the club
Man that boy got two humps, I don't givе no f**ks