Core - Bossin'

Aye, real shit, aye, gang gang, gang gang, ayy,
Midwest shit, Core, aye
Why you talkin' shit but then you actin' like a bitch?
Fuckin' with the kid then I'll smoke you like a spliff
Drink a lot of purple, now I'm really on a trip
I've been speedin' down I-80 with my fuckin' clique,
I'm Bossin'
They be really thinkin' I'm a dentist, but I'm not shit
Just because I'm fly, I'm always flexin' and I'm flossin
You just be complainin', but with me, it doesn't cost shit
I can see right through you pussies, so you know I called it

If you're smokin' bud, then you know I'm always in
If I'm not talkin' the money, then I don't be makin' sense
Kissin' in the Sentra, then we fuckin' in the Benz
Yesterday, I got the racks, and today, I did it again

Hop up in the "Chrys", we about to hit a lick
I been dodgin' a lot of foes, I've been dodgin' a lot of pics
Shootin' out the window, so the bullet hit his lip
They be callin' me D Sanders, cause I'm always on the pick

Suckin' me so good, she be doin' all the tricks
I just bought a whole pint, so you know I'm bout to mix
Mid-Plains College, man, it's full of fuckin' hicks
But you know I say, fuck it, cause you know I'm too legit

Shoutout to my father, cause we shootin' 22's
Everything I want, Imma make sure that I do
Your bitch keep on starin', cause she know that I am cute
I'm the littest in the bitch, I don't know about you..

You be flexin' that you win, but you know you always lose
I just listened to your music and I know your shit is poo
Had to call my fella Shaun, cause he fill me up with booze
I just drank a whole 20, now I'm really feelin' loose, aye

That's the truth, aye
I got bands and it's stacked to the roof, aye
Trespassers, that's when I shoot, aye
At the ranch, cause you know that's what I do, aye

- Core

Written by:
Core 308, Corbin Mironenko

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