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Rich The Kid, Jay Critch, Skillibeng - Real Boss (Official Music Video)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Emwah Warmington
Emwah Warmington
Lead Vocals
Romaine McFarlene
Romaine McFarlene
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rich The Kid
Rich The Kid
Songwriter
Emwah Warmington
Emwah Warmington
Songwriter
Romaine McFarlene
Romaine McFarlene
Songwriter
Jason Cole Critchlow
Jason Cole Critchlow
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
EastSyde Records
EastSyde Records
Producer

Lyrics

Fuck me like I'm a real boss
Bought a Forgi', my wheel cost
Top shooter get you knocked off
Fuck around, knock your block off
Two girls come, top me out
Hundred racks, I fucked that up
Maybach gon' drop me off
Just a million dollars in the loft
Yeah, pull up the big mansion with the shooters
She was a chicken head, I told her, "Gobble"
Ride in the backseat with the chopper
I'm smokin' up the pound like a rasta
Kick a bitch out the crib like soccer
Bet you my shooter pull up in a Honda
Bet you they knock it off for a hundred
Big grabber, young **** get blunted
Big mansion, but my bitch got money
Me a big boss, pull up and stunt
Why he cappin'? He ain't got no hundreds
I was smokin up the pound, I'm blunted
That's a drone, chopper holdin' a hundred
**** fakin', I'ma keep it a hundred
If you talkin' 'bout my city, we runnin'
Call the shooters, make the pussies start runnin'
Smoke out the pound, used to go sell an onion
You better get low, my **** comin'
It ain't calypso when we start drummin'
I got a rich ho, I'm in her stomach
You **** really ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
Keepin' it with me, I dare you to try shit
These **** savin' a ho, they sidekicks
I'm talkin' money and they get it silent
Fuck me like I'm a real boss
Bought a Forgi', my wheel cost
Top shooter get you knocked off
Fuck around, knock your block off
Two girls come, tap me out
Hundred racks, I fucked that up
Maybach gon' drop me off
Just a million dollars in the loft
Yeah, pull up the big mansion with the shooters
She was a chicken head, I told her, "Gobble"
Ride in the backseat with the chopper
I'm smokin' up the pound like a rasta
Kick a bitch out the crib like soccer
Bet you my shooter pull up in a Honda
Bet you they knock it off for a hundred
Big grabber, young **** get blunted
Unnu nuh ramp wid mi money
From a US, gi mi all di hundreds
Fuck dem gyal
Shub me hood all in her tummy
Yeah, she bust it
She suck my dick then me fuck it
Don't try, mi clip have in thirty
Seh yuh badder than me, stop di fuckery
Full of courage, now mi step out and go mek dem duppy
Dump dem inna rubbish
Glock mek di place haffi bloody
A we have di power like Sonic
Gwaan like seh unnu wicked and tough
And a dem gyal a suck off mi cocky
Suh mi gi har di porridge
Di protein shake weh have body
She suck off me dick and she give mi di sloppy
She mek mi buss like mi Calish
A we have the big Glocks, fuck dem gyal and gi har mi killer
Roll up like armadillo wid some blunt weh bigger than cigar
Fuck me like I'm a real boss
Bought a Forgi', my wheel cost
Top shooter get you knocked off
Fuck around, knock your block off
Two girls come, tap me out
Hundred racks, I fucked that up
Maybach gon' drop me off
Just a million dollars in the loft
Yeah, pull up the big mansion with the shooters
She was a chicken head, I told her, "Gobble"
Ride in the backseat with the chopper
I'm smokin' up the pound like a rasta
Kick a bitch out the crib like soccer
Bet you my shooter pull up in a Honda
Bet you they knock it off for a hundred
Big grabber, young **** get blunted
Written by: Dimitri Roger, Emwah Warmington, Jason Cole Critchlow, Romaine McFarlene

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