Vuitton Bond - Boss Level Freestyle Lyrics

Yeah
Say Dat
How many hours ago? I'm hustlin', doing the dirty work
Then I go home to shower with hoes
Thinking they're better, they must be
On that skunk, must be drunk
Powder their nose, plowing through snow
Either way sounding like crackpots, sounding like coke
I'm tryna build my power up, then build a tower and a moat
Boss level, shit, even Bowser gonna roast, doubters cower from the smoke
I need a peach with a ring on her tongue, I be pounding her throat
You know she's like Shang Tsung, she devour my soul
Gotta stay dangerous like that boy in Seattle, I'm showin' off
Gotta stay dangerous like whoever sittin' in that oval office
Gotta stay dangerous, I'm the sickest one out, let me hold my cough
Gotta stay dangerous, 'cuz you know they love watching a mogul's wallet
Tryna be Jay, tryna be Balvin, tryna be Dave and Alvin
Tryna be Shaw, tryna be Hobbs, they're pissed off just like Calvin
Bond gon' play to win, they a healthy scratch, they pray for a grand prize
I've never been anti-franchise, I need a stack like a Big Mac and fries

Level up just like a boss
I'm not someone you should cross
Been down bad, been taking loss after loss
They ain't ready to pay that cost
Level up just like a boss
I'm not someone you should cross
Living large, living posh
Now they're asking what it costs
Yeah yeah yeah

You know me, I'm decked out, I got a neck full of chains
I don't care if they hate, I'm not one to settle complaints
Just as long as when they talk about Bond they're respecting the name
But I got time, we've got time, I bought Pateks for the gang
I need a freak with the mystique, that girl is naked and plain
Clothes looking like they're painted on, Rebecca Romijn
You get extra lettuce, they tossing your salad, expressing the fetish, no shame
Haters can't get the picture, they're developments set on them negative frames
They tryna blow up my spot, like Adobe photoing my shop
Tryna ball, pockets swole like The Rock, some folks hoping that Kobe gets blocked
I'm the G.O.A.T. when I go for my shot, ask your girl, man, I'm loaded and locked
That there is a sobering thought that'll make you reach for Crown and Coke on the rocks
Final boss, mobbin', but I ain't hiding like Bin Laden
I'm in the penthouse with ten models, Tony Montana, they get mad and send goblins
When you're successful, gotta step out the cesspool
I just got colder and less cool, live by a new set of rules, I ain't tryna impress fools
Yeah, say dat

Level up just like a boss
I'm not someone you should cross
Been down bad, been taking loss after loss
They ain't ready to pay that cost
Level up just like a boss
I'm not someone you should cross
Living large, living posh
Now they're asking what it costs
Yeah yeah yeah