This is a song about "Boss ass bitches"

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

But you act like mr. i'm a fucking boss

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Last level reached and i'm the final boss

Bitch i got my swag card, natural protection

I've got the boss flow, spit progression

Sk for dinner and forget to floss

Sos, save our souls. make me boss.

Like a boss, so check off rick ross

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

Imma tell you something thats boss

I maim and wound fake ass crowned bitches

A.d. 2, on the way, let's do this

Dopeboyz hatin' but them faggots is a lotta talk

You foogazie, boss up, boss up with your time dog