As I'm poppin' my collar, black on black antique impala
She ain't gotta speak cuz my speakers let her know that I'm ballin
They call me the boss, I be calling the shots
It's Ricky Ross, that boy be ballin alot
That boy be ridin' big, that boy be ridin' rim's
Not the flats but the fish cuz they just swim
New York to the west, you a boss if you fresh
Scuff your shoes, wipe em down
Now get back on your two step
Stunting is boss
Shining is boss
Grand daddy kush, or the purt, yellow diamonds is boss
That dime a boss, She fine as a house
And she driving a porche, She designed for a boss