[Hook - 2x]
I'm out the South (like a boss), got a house (like a boss)
Platinum mouth (like a boss), knock you out (like a boss)
Rep the Dirty (like a boss), I'm moving birdies (like a boss)
E.S.G. O.G. you know me, (I'm a boss)
[E.S.G.]
Now who the boss of all bossed, that G-O-D
And if it ain't him who else, but your nigga E.S.G
I'm like a ghetto hood boss, all of my niggas make some mail
Like A. Bombardsdale, or my nigga Stringer Bale
On the wire I'm on fire, like a bitch with gonnerhea
Ask your local DJ, who drop hits every year
Nigga diamonds so clear, look like water's in my mouth
Your preacher pissed off, cause his daughter's in my house
I use to sell rocks, and have a quarter in my mouth
You can't tell me shit, bout who the hardest in the South
These niggas get on records, and lie bout they life
Only thing they did gangsta, was probably rolled some dice
Niggas acting like they Nino, these wanna-be Al Pacino's
Claim they sold dope for do', you hoes won at a casino
Catch me on my Harley, with my new blue goggles
Fake gangstas get ate, like they chicken and waffles
Tick tock Jacob watch, yellow rocks Glock cocked
Fake clicks get dropped, chop-chop like Michael Watts
Duck cops hit blocks, E.S.G. can't be stopped
Till I hit the tip-top, see the paint flip-flop
Watch the drank drip drop, no more rocks in zip-locks
Any boss got beef, with the chief you get shot
Blood clot body rock, lifting weight doing squats
Ready to test any nigga, thinking he got it on lock
Watch the clock cause you slop, I done told you off top
SES we so hot, know you wishing you could swap
Cockroach I fly swat, off the porch or the block
Cadillac with big feet, call it candy sasquatch
Big bosses get squashed, trying to cop it trying to mock
While these boppers bop what we got, and flock a nigga jock
Now you bitches get popped, yeah with slugs and buckshots
Infrared dots, now there's mo' blood you gotta mop g'eah
I'm out the South (like a boss), got a house (like a boss)
Platinum mouth (like a boss), knock you out (like a boss)
Rep the Dirty (like a boss), I'm moving birdies (like a boss)
E.S.G. O.G. you know me, (I'm a boss)
[E.S.G.]
Now who the boss of all bossed, that G-O-D
And if it ain't him who else, but your nigga E.S.G
I'm like a ghetto hood boss, all of my niggas make some mail
Like A. Bombardsdale, or my nigga Stringer Bale
On the wire I'm on fire, like a bitch with gonnerhea
Ask your local DJ, who drop hits every year
Nigga diamonds so clear, look like water's in my mouth
Your preacher pissed off, cause his daughter's in my house
I use to sell rocks, and have a quarter in my mouth
You can't tell me shit, bout who the hardest in the South
These niggas get on records, and lie bout they life
Only thing they did gangsta, was probably rolled some dice
Niggas acting like they Nino, these wanna-be Al Pacino's
Claim they sold dope for do', you hoes won at a casino
Catch me on my Harley, with my new blue goggles
Fake gangstas get ate, like they chicken and waffles
Tick tock Jacob watch, yellow rocks Glock cocked
Fake clicks get dropped, chop-chop like Michael Watts
Duck cops hit blocks, E.S.G. can't be stopped
Till I hit the tip-top, see the paint flip-flop
Watch the drank drip drop, no more rocks in zip-locks
Any boss got beef, with the chief you get shot
Blood clot body rock, lifting weight doing squats
Ready to test any nigga, thinking he got it on lock
Watch the clock cause you slop, I done told you off top
SES we so hot, know you wishing you could swap
Cockroach I fly swat, off the porch or the block
Cadillac with big feet, call it candy sasquatch
Big bosses get squashed, trying to cop it trying to mock
While these boppers bop what we got, and flock a nigga jock
Now you bitches get popped, yeah with slugs and buckshots
Infrared dots, now there's mo' blood you gotta mop g'eah
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