Lyrics For the Boss - Okart

I said what I will and a nigga did it
Prize from the lord
Holy Mary pleaded
I paid the bills when the bills due
Grab yo backpack get you self to school
I Changed the game to a different level
Dinning on a table with the purple devils
Holy angels
Beat boxing my rhyming levels
When the pastor preach tell 'em luci got you

Gucci got you looking good
You bought the store with you
Ice on yo' teeth you keep the lean with you
Prada on my name when I'm fucking with you
Spill it on yo face ice cream for you
Gucci got you looking good
You bought the store with you
Ice on yo' teeth you keep the lean with you
Prada on my name when I'm fucking with you
Spill it on yo face ice cream for you

Bend down let it twerk for the boss
Tonight I'm gonna ride to top
Hands down we never loss to the opps
We never could have friend with the cops
Bend down let it twerk for the boss
Tonight I'm gonna ride to top
Hands down we never loss to the opps
We never could have friend with the cops

Monclear coats
Got me more fake hoes
Money and fame got me
Wiredo hommies
Cali and lean
I don't fear who's old
Show me where the bag
I will get it on my own
When the club the jam yea my shit DJ spinning
When the car bumps is yea shit niggas playing
Gain a 5 star for my self from beginning
Now she will suck my dick Till the end I'm not cumin
Boy you put me on
Boy you put me on
She won't let me go
Trynna make this long
Let it bounce one more time when I hit
Freaky fuck all night long can we end it
Boy you put me on
Boy you put me on
She won't let me go
Trynna make this long
Fuck it hard like we almost fight now she screaming
Pussy feeling cool cause I got you in ya feelings

Bend down let it twerk for the boss
Tonight I'm gonna ride to top
Hands down we never loss to the opps
We never could have friend with the cops