Boss Freestyle
Fiji, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Bitch!
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Bitch!
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
You-You can't tell me shit 'cause I'm feeling good today
I might smoke me up a tray, yeah, roll me up an eighth (Huh)
You-You can't tell me shit
Don't care what you say
All these pussy niggas talk, man, all these niggas hate (Huh)
You can't tell me shit 'cause I'm feeling good today
I might smoke me up a tray, yeah, roll me up an eighth (Huh)
Po-Pour up a four
Bitch get on the floor
Ima fuck upon that bitch, then I kick her out the door (Yeah)
Bitch my name is Fiji, and yes I'm up next
Di-Di-Diamonds on my neck 'cause you know I love to flex
Ima side to the left
Slide to the Right
Ima hit the Milly Rock, then I do my dance twice (Huh)
Yeah, you can't tell me shit (Huh)
You-You can't tell me shit 'cause I'm feeling good today
I might smoke me up a tray, yeah, roll me up an eighth (Huh)
You can't tell me shit
Th-Thick Spanish mami, and yes her ass fat
If-If you want a feature, then hit the Cash App (Yeah)
Fu-Fuck all of my teachers them bitches ain't shit
Th-They aggy ass hell and they stay on my dick, okay (Bitch!)
Yeah, you can't tell me shit (Huh)
You can't tell me shit 'cause I'm feeling good today
I might smoke me up a tray, yeah, roll me up an eighth (Huh)
You can't tell me shit
You-You can't tell me shit
You-You can't tell me shit
You-You can't tell me shit
You can't tell me
You can't tell me
You can't tell me shit
Bitch!
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Bitch!
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
You-You can't tell me shit 'cause I'm feeling good today
I might smoke me up a tray, yeah, roll me up an eighth (Huh)
You-You can't tell me shit
Don't care what you say
All these pussy niggas talk, man, all these niggas hate (Huh)
You can't tell me shit 'cause I'm feeling good today
I might smoke me up a tray, yeah, roll me up an eighth (Huh)
Po-Pour up a four
Bitch get on the floor
Ima fuck upon that bitch, then I kick her out the door (Yeah)
Bitch my name is Fiji, and yes I'm up next
Di-Di-Diamonds on my neck 'cause you know I love to flex
Ima side to the left
Slide to the Right
Ima hit the Milly Rock, then I do my dance twice (Huh)
Yeah, you can't tell me shit (Huh)
You-You can't tell me shit 'cause I'm feeling good today
I might smoke me up a tray, yeah, roll me up an eighth (Huh)
You can't tell me shit
Th-Thick Spanish mami, and yes her ass fat
If-If you want a feature, then hit the Cash App (Yeah)
Fu-Fuck all of my teachers them bitches ain't shit
Th-They aggy ass hell and they stay on my dick, okay (Bitch!)
Yeah, you can't tell me shit (Huh)
You can't tell me shit 'cause I'm feeling good today
I might smoke me up a tray, yeah, roll me up an eighth (Huh)
You can't tell me shit
You-You can't tell me shit
You-You can't tell me shit
You-You can't tell me shit
You can't tell me
You can't tell me
You can't tell me shit
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Lara
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