I hated, some ritalin, some white socks
I'm am the guy that's a big ol' boss
Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box
Livin life like a boss, oakvillians we call the shots
Don't hustle or pimp, or fondle the boss for slips
So here i am at the store for some chips
Quit tryna be the big boss
And when this beat drops, your heart stops
As she goes through the levels
I'm boss like van damme with the trucks
Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this
Killin rappers openly ima show em who the boss is
In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars
Instead of a life of crime now im the motherfucking boss
Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box
Casual with the chaos, i battle with fate's boss
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