Boss Lvl

[Verse]
Yo yo
I don’t got problems my nigga I live a hundred
If I pop this bottle this bitch is gon’ get to jumping
It’s nothing
White roses and red wine
Ran past my path can’t focus on their time
I’m in the gym nigga it’s rec time so lace your FILAs
I shake and bake ‘em in skate Adidas they hate to see us
Too late to be us
Don’t think you even got a chance
I smoke my tree and advance hit my dance
Paid In Full nigga
Ain’t no discounts on this ain’t no rules nigga
I know I could get rich with no school nigga
I’m a motherfucking prince you a coon nigga
I don’t live with my bitch this my boo nigga
Go ape shit beat my chest the baboon nigga
I’m just showing my ass
Frozen with cash and I stay hella potent with gas
Chosen as last I’m ‘bout to drop some 'bows on his ass
A boulder in fact
Let’s fuck in a handstand
Cut my sleeves off and wrap that shit like a headband
Bitch I’m freak nasty
Zen master, yoga papi, and I keep baggies
Weed athletes, I might pop you at the peace gathering
Heat packet email got a beat package
Three ad libs and a album costs a mean bracket
We stacking with announcements and a repackage
Be bracking no accountants for the weed rations
It’s like I live in the one hundred like I live in the one hundred
Motherfuck all your assumptions bitch it’s nothing
It’s like I live in the one hundred like I live in the one hundred, like I live in the one hundred
Bitch it’s nothing it’s nothing
Bitch it’s nothing it’s nothing
It’s nothing it’s nothing
It’s like I live in the one hundred motherfuck all your assumptions
Bitch it’s nothing it’s nothing