[Intro]
Ay
Like, you feel me, it's Lil Chxpo bitch, you know how I mob
You know I came a long way
It's a lot of motherfuckin' hate in the air
Motherfuckers act like I ain't who I say I am
Like I ain't that young n***a from West 98th, n***a
From [?], bitch
Yellow little cousin, Shino big brother, you feel me?
Like I ain't motherfuckin' uhh, god damn, big [?] Chxpo, fuck n***a

[Chorus]
Bossed up, sauced up, flexed up
She like "Chxpo fly as fuck" and I ain't even dressed up
Everybody in my city keep saying I'm next up
Fuck who next up, I just want my check up
Bossed up, sauced up, flexed up
She like "Chxpo fly as fuck" and I ain't even dressed up
Bossed up, sauced up, flexed up
Bossed up, sauced up, flexed up
Flexico

[Verse]
Chxpo dressin' like I came from Italy (Designer)
All the real boss bitches be feelin' me (They be on my dick)
'Cause they can see a boss n***a from a long way, Chxpo came a long way
I used to post up in the hallway, all day, selling yay
Robbing n***as every day, on the block, hittin' plays
It was me and T, we was bustin' jugs on 98th
It was me and Zay, trappin' on 93rd every day
Down the way
T told me "Don't fuck with Lil [?]"
But I still went ahead and fucked with them anyway
'Cause that was my lil n***a and he stayed right on 58th
I was in the trap, fell asleep with my HK
I remember when I hit a lick for a AK
Before I bought a pair of Js, I had stole some Js
And my life ain't been the same since I hit my first safe
[Chorus]
Bossed up, sauced up, flexed up
She like "Chxpo fly as fuck" and I ain't even dressed up
Everybody in my city keep saying I'm next up
Fuck who next up, I just want my check up
Bossed up, sauced up, flexed up
She like "Chxpo fly as fuck" and I ain't even dressed up
Bossed up, sauced up, flexed up
Bossed up, sauced up, flexed up

[Verse 2]
Christian Louboutins walkin', remember my shoes was talkin'
Same bitches wouldn't give me play, now them same bitches be stalkin'
Bitches walk up to me, bitch wanna talk to me
Bitch all in my DM, the lil bitch been stalkin' me
Follow me, then I don't follow back, she unfollow me
Then follow me back again, "Why?", 'cause I fuck with her friends
I really used to like the bitch, I said when I get rich, I was gonna get the bitch, and I was gonna wife the bitch
But now I'm almost rich, and I'm finna get rich, and that bitch on my dick, I don't even want the bitch
I could've signed for quarter mill, I could have signed two deals
But I'm way too trill, I'm worth nine hundred mill
And the last n***a who sneak dissed me, that boy got killed (I swear to god)
My n***as really shooters, they be shootin' shit for real
N***as talkin' shit, boy you don't know how it feel
When your n***a get killed, you watch him die in that field
And you don't got no steel, so you can't even do shit
Ever since, I been acting like a hitman doing hits
Ever since, I been saving my young n***as on they strip
Ever since, bvndboys been known for doing hits, bitch
[Chorus]
Bossed up, sauced up, flexed up
She like "Chxpo fly as fuck" and I ain't even dressed up
Everybody in my city keep saying I'm next up
Fuck who next up, I just want my check up
Bossed up, sauced up, flexed up
She like "Chxpo fly as fuck" and I ain't even dressed up
Bossed up, sauced up, flexed up
Bossed up, sauced up, flexed up

[Outro]
To my bro Bloody Mike, man, I hope you rest up
To my little bro MJ, I hope you rest up
To my little bro [?], I hope you rest up
I don't need no doctor to get my check up
The demons respect me and the angels protect me, pussy
You feel me?
Ever since my n***a Bloody Mike died, n***a, bvndboys went from bvndboys to bloody boys
Got on some real bloody shit, n***a
But we still on that money shit, trap shit, rap shit
Callin' up and do hits, bitch