Hugo Boss (feat. Tion Wayne)

(M1onthebeat)

(Rah it's BKay unah)

Twenty-five racks for this Hugo Boss (Ah ah)

How you gonna talk 'bout boss? (How?)

Smiles when I count up profs

Still pissed any time a loss (I was fuckin' pissed)

How you gonna talk 'bout boss?

Whilst still don't really wanna pay that cost?

How you gonna talk 'bout floss?

200K, I ain't giving a toss

Twenty-five racks for this Hugo Boss (Ah ah)

How you gonna talk 'bout boss? (How?)

Smiles when I count up profs

Still pissed any time a loss (I was fuckin' pissed)

How you gonna talk 'bout boss

Whilst still don't really wanna pay that cost? (Skrrt bow!)

How you gonna talk 'bout floss?

200K, I ain't giving a toss

Twenty-four racks for this Boss or the AP (Twenty-four)

Nineteen quid for the buss-down Roley

Also, I got these handies twinnin' (Two)

Tryna do it like Zack & Cody

I was really on glides, no cappin' (No cap)

All of the opp blocks know me (Yes)

Amiri, Louis, Gucci, Stoney

I done it in drip when I backed my brodie (Uhuh uhuh)

Burned that drip, nothin' long (Yes)

Backroads, it was us they were patterned from

Free my bros in that wok, and my brother's gone

Me and Burnz on a six, it was nothin' long (Grrrt bow! Me and Burnz)

Go home and smoke on somethin' strong (Smoke that, smoke that L)

Brownskin with a big back, somethin' strong

Back off

Countless time just sittin' in the block

But I still had to beat that boss (Shitden)

Young G's, OG's sit in that bando

Two hundred each, the rocks (Bando, bando)

We put the man in Rizla, no, we put that man in box (Smoke that)

Dead man, pull up, two shots

Man pull up, minimum twenty-five shots

Twenty-five shots make a man go brazy

Talk 'bout jewels, I air them jewels to the death

We ain't done that lately (No way)

Gwan now, get to the belly, get to the kit

Tell a gyal come page me (Come, come)

Ain't no ifs, buts, maybes, she already know that man's fugazi

How can the man not rate me?

Wallpaper's your mains, headrest soon as I posted that picture

Man ain't into the mix-up, them man really wanna match or fixture (Dickheads)

Talk like I'm rich already, if I'm rich then I really gotta go get richer

Them man duel in the field, I'm guessing it all went tits up

Twenty-five racks for this Hugo Boss (Ah ah)

How you gonna talk 'bout boss? (How?)

Smiles when I count up profs

Still pissed any time a loss (I was fuckin' pissed)

How you gonna talk 'bout boss?

Whilst still don't really wanna pay that cost?

How you gonna talk 'bout floss?

200K, I ain't giving a toss

Yo, twenty-five racks for the wap, don't tell them (Mm mm)

Swingin' my arm since Feltham (Boom)

Whacked so hard that his bredren failed him

Now he's singing like Wesley Nelson

In there for paper, I ain't no raver

Still spending in Paris like Neymar

Youngin come far, I saw you got the shaver

She with the Smith, I ain't talkin' 'bout Jada

I don't even need a army, even with my aunties

Still I got it on me, had to Pop Smoke, 'Welcome to the Party'

All this money, but ain't illuminati

Ninety-five racks, ain't slippin', it's 'round me

Now that I'm up, got bruddas in Saudi

Chill in the Rolls or ride in the Audi

And she saying there's something about me

Twenty-five racks for this Hugo Boss (Ah ah)

How you gonna talk 'bout boss? (How?)

Smiles when I count up profs

Still pissed any time a loss (I was fuckin' pissed)

How you gonna talk 'bout boss?

Whilst still don't really wanna pay that cost?

How you gonna talk 'bout floss?

200K, I ain't giving a toss