Yo, they call me DJ Boss Player, the hottest DJ in College Park history Right now I'm bringing you the chosen one out of Digiverse, Maryland 18 projects over 10 years We're taking it back to the basement Big Limbo, C.I. Cashow The one and only six And the motherfuckin' GOAT, Logic It's 2007, y'all Back to the B's, back to the streets, back with the heat Motherfucker don't rap with his greed Back to the B's, back to the streets, back with the heat Motherfucker don't rap with his greed, I pack heat Drop bars at U Street Flow like a deemian, I'm droppin' bars at Bohemian Bitches out here, they be screamin' Why we in the basement dreamin'? Me and my homies, we schemin' Tryna get a dollar, we fiendin' I'm just tryna get it for the ABT, bitch Real niggas never switch I run the game like a switch Use up us tables just for the tips Now these bitches beggin' me for the tip of my dick Watch how the punchline roll over the kick I got my stories in Slick I got my stories in Rick Motherfucker, take your pick Pick me out of that lineup Did the crime, yup Now my time's up Got out the box and I got it in my bag Now all of these bad bitches tryna fuck Cause I'm pullin' up in a What the fuck is that? Comin' from where I'm from, gotta tuck the strap Knock if you buck, if you bust, I'm bustin' back Know I'm not trustin' up cause my love is tap Say that she want it to last Good luck with that, bitch I just want the racks Can't text you back Cause my thumbs are too numb I been thumbin' through cash You niggas is bums, you rummin' through trash Throw a couple ones in your cup, then I dash I'm 101, but not the one that you wanna try to run up Run up and I get you done up When the summer come, you know I'ma sun up Swear I'ma sun the sun just for the come up Need another lumber, fuckin' these blunts up Lift up the gun just for fuckin' my fun up Pumpin' your guns, motherfucker, just shut up Who fuckin' with that? I'm ready to bat All about peace, so I stay with the gat I stay strapped, but not for no money I'm takin' it back, no takin' it from me You know it's a fact I stay with the hunnids Up in that Apollo, you wanna just holla I stay with the bread, I stay with the toast You motherfuckers, I hate you in the most We do it for real, you fuck for the post Yeah, y'all niggas is gross Man, fuck all that other shit this nigga talkin' about I'm tryna catch me a Vick, I'ma chalk him out Beefin' this beef and it ain't shit to talk about I want the smoke, we want the smoke I got a hundred round drummin' and choppin' This shit get to rockin' when I get the low I might just run up a hunnid and book me a nigga And really pull up to a show These niggas must be mistaken The fuckers you takin', you thinkin' about robbin' me? No, bitch, no I'm with my youngest and we gettin' money This shit really nothin', I got it, you want it It's comin' in bricks, smokin' 300 to ship I got your house on my wrist I'm really rich, so I might bounce in a minute She call me babe in a minute I really get it All of this money I'm spendin' I act like this shit ain't no limit Bitch, I'm with the gang I'm rollin' with God, just look in my eyes You see that I'm high, I'm rollin' with slime You might see a nine I really come put this fat shit on your mind This nigga, I'm drinkin' 300 to the line Bitch, you gotta suck it, you not even tryin' Meet me in a second, I'm pressin' for time Hold up, slutty boy, y'all gon' die Feel as it come Been here a minute, but still isn't done But stay with me, finish, ain't willin' to run Can't handle my business, my feelings are done Came out the mud, so the ceilin' is nine 301, where I'm from Make a wrong turn, get killed with the pun Young all day, they know my name In 2011, had Phil in the front Now I'm in back of the back My hat to the back With your other half and some yak She throwin' it back Like Manning, I'm planning on givin' her back Now how you gon' act? Do it 2D, can't minimize that I live in IMAX, I'm gettin' my scratch Life is a bitch, make her sit in my lap I finish my rap