Bossman Riddim Freestyle Lyrics

I Head Top Riddims, everything get killed off

Man know, nothing less than eight in the WAP

Saying my name, trying to draw man out on a bait ting dargie, I'd likely react Boooof

Right now, man, know the branding, if I shout, Kweng, man, aim and attack

I ain't gonna stand there taking your chat

If my broads rides out, they'll make him a pack

Fans say my EP sounds like an album next year, fam, they've got to pay me to rap

Fam, I see man wid there gallie, pun there Insta posing errrrr, she's blatantly clapped

Man, already know that I Kweng off, them man don't Kweng off, o fam don't label it that

So many gal want beat and flex on the Kweng, Facebook might make me a app

I ain't trying to make up lies in my verses, mum, life, anything I'm stating is fact

I was tryna lick down Tump Up, my man, should've gotta vid, but I paid for a strap

Man, know that I'm the best in the end's, rude boy, I ain't taking it back

Reartear, pull it out, Reartear, if it ain't Gunmetal, grey, I'll take it in black

If it ain't this one, that one, this one, that one, dargie, save me the chat

One broda's gal, try call me a Jung, coz I'm known to the road and bait on my snap

Boooof, ask man that know the Asbo, man won't say that I'm lazy and dat

From day one, I've been loading rounds, but Humid that put my face on the map

Boof, I bet your one of them old school dickheads on the road that are smoking crack

Man, know from my touchdown, it's madness, three verses is an open chat

Loon, I just wanna make music, I told my fans I ain't holding back

Man better know that the Kweng holds 30, but I still spray off like a loaded Mac

I don't watch nobody to watch somebody till somebody notice that

This thing here might, lick off your head top, bust up your face and open back

Nuff man, jump on the mic and lie, I just laugh to myself cause I know that's cap

Right now, this is the Kweng exclusive, if you hear boooof, that's a bonus track

Boof, hold this, slap, I need cheese like a boneless wrap

Fam, I got a white Don, that's got a white dun, and my Dons step, mum, bro, it's black

These little man are just talking shit, please don't act like the flow is crack

Man, know from my touchdown, I Leng, these man get away with the oldest trash

Man, can't style, big man about sauce, when half of the youts got homeless swag

If I start swinging and grab, man, my gal might just start swinging fam notice that

I hit the booth and tapped in, hard food and pumps, got the focus back

Man, know from i touchdown, when I bagga flavors, yeah, the flow gets mad

Loon

Man, know from i touchdown, rude boy, I Leng

Pina, na mi, na mi, na mi, too much style for them, r

Ride out likey a M Head top style, and Kweng , nine widda skeng

DJ line me again, rearer Ryu and Ken

Loon

Man, know from i touchdown, rude boy, I Leng

Pina, na mi, na mi, na mi, too much style for them, r

Ride out likey a M Head top style, and Kweng , nine widda skeng

DJ line me again, rearer Ryu and Ken