Surf God - Youngest Boss Lyrics

Silly nigga she gone fuck me
Cause my bag bigger
Youngest boss up in my section
I done passed niggas
Fuck that over lapped niggas
Quit talking bout the past Nigga
You ain't touched a dub in months
Make that ya last picture
Sick of throwback Thursday ass Niggas
Don't owe a nigga shit
Except a face shot if he act stupid
Catch em while he live
Empty the clip
That's how we make movies
Poetic pain
Choppa get sanging
Name that bitch toosii
Purple rain
Bitch I been a prince
So Don't you act goofy
12 thousand in the mail
Took that L
An got that shit back
I really been through hell
Can show you
Where he keeps the souls at
Camped outside hotels
Counting shells
Trynna toe tag
Can't name a time a failed
Treat my medals
Like they war flags
Body for body
We can go there
If you want it nigga
Choppas an shotties
When it's war time
My killer got hobbies
He walk shit down
Play drums like instrumentals
Don't care where he hiding
We'll spin the globe
This shit get Continental
I could never lose
Threw that dirt on top my name
Accepted ridicule
Got that change an stayed the same
That's sum you'll never do
My whole team been buying blicks
And they Can't wait to use Em
Nigga talking gangsta
Felt them woes
That still ain't make em shoot it
Creep up in his house
Won't make a sound
We In the warzone looting
If buddy got them pounds
We checking rooms
Until he get to moving
I ain't wanna do Em
How we did Em
But he made me do it
Told Em to stay down
Reached for his round
That nigga made me shoot em
Gone
Now look where that nigga at
Every time I close my eyes
I see the souls I can't forget
Any time I hit decline
It cause it wasn't bout a check
All these skullys in my closet
I ain't never far from death
If you seen the shit I seen
You woulda never made it back
He keep flashing less then 20
Over here that ain't a flex
Every day I touch new money
Put it up an let it stack
Now these niggas trynna be round Me
Cause they know having next
Fuck I look like showing love
I did it all to get respect
Can't just get a feature wit me
You gotta pay me for these raps
Spent a band on these off whites
They'll get in all black just for that
Never cared about the hype
You know them niggas never last
Name one nigga in the city
Independent breaking necks
Only person they gone say
Start with a S an end with F
How the hell you gone compete
If all you ever did was less
They keep asking when I sleep
I'll catch my rest up when I'm dead
Fuck his chest up
To his head
He try to run
Then smack his legs
Can't go to war
Won't stand a chance
Treat being broke
Like its plague
If that's the case
These niggas sick
That's on my life
I'm flipping shit
I Get the trap
Then burn that bitch
Now every lease
Come with a kit

Silly nigga she gone fuck me
Cause my bag bigger
Youngest boss up in my section
I done passed niggas
Fuck that over lapped niggas
Quit talking bout the past Nigga
You ain't touched a dub in months
Make that ya last picture
Sick of throwback Thursday ass Niggas
Don't owe a nigga shit
Except a face shot if he act stupid
Catch em while he live
Empty the clip
That's how we make movies
Poetic pain
Choppa get sanging
Name that bitch toosii
Purple rain
Bitch I been a prince
So Don't you act goofy
12 thousand in the mail
Took that L
An got that shit back
I really been through hell
Can show you
Where he keeps the souls at
Camped outside hotels
Counting shells
Trynna toe tag
Can't name a time a failed
Treat my medals
Like they war flags
Body for body
We can go there
If you want it nigga
Choppas an shotties
When it's war time
My killer got hobbies
He walk shit down
Play drums like instrumentals
Don't care where he hiding
We'll spin the globe
This shit get Continental
I could never lose
Threw that dirt on top my name
Accepted ridicule
Got that change an stayed the same
That's sum you'll never do
My whole team been buying blicks
And they Can't wait to use Em
Nigga talking gangsta
Felt them woes
That still ain't make em shoot it
Creep up in his house
Won't make a sound
We In the warzone looting
If buddy got them pounds
We checking rooms
Until he get to moving
I ain't wanna do Em
How we did Em
But he made me do it
Told Em to stay down
Reached for his round
That nigga made me shoot em
Gone
Now look where that nigga at
Every time I close my eyes
I see the souls I can't forget
Any time I hit decline
It cause it wasn't bout a check
All these skullys in my closet
I ain't never far from death
If you seen the shit I seen
You woulda never made it back
He keep flashing less then 20
Over here that ain't a flex
Every day I touch new money
Put it up an let it stack
Now these niggas trynna be round Me
Cause they know having next
Fuck I look like showing love
I did it all to get respect
Can't just get a feature wit me
You gotta pay me for these raps
Spent a band on these off whites
They'll get in all black just for that
Never cared about the hype
You know them niggas never last
Name one nigga in the city
Independent breaking necks
Only person they gone say
Start with a S an end with F
How the hell you gone compete
If all you ever did was less
They keep asking when I sleep
I'll catch my rest up when I'm dead
Fuck his chest up
To his head
He try to run
Then smack his legs
Can't go to war
Won't stand a chance
Treat being broke
Like its plague
If that's the case
These niggas sick
That's on my life
I'm flipping shit
I Get the trap
Then burn that bitch
Now every lease
Come with a kit