Bossin’

[Chorus]
I'ma boss out, stop calling my phone
I've been iced out all on my own
Turn the lights down cause I rather be alone
Run the sound loud cause I'm about to fuckin' blow now
I'ma boss out, stop calling my phone
I've been iced out all on my own
Turn the lights down cause I rather be alone
Run the sound loud cause I'm about to fuckin' blow now

[Verse 1]
Woop woop bam, there it is, there it is
Look at all these snakes chillin' like a Grinch, you a bitch
I can't stand the sight or sound of you, just know that I'm sorry
Can't even throw up, the peace sign without thinking Illuminati
I just want you to rot, I feed you straight to the crops
I mean your girls was in the crowd straight feeling me out
She had a fan sign in the back said she wanted me now
How can I do this wearing hand me downs
You know I'm counting the shots, take it easy before I pop
My song is bleeding like a period just feel up the spot
I can't believe I'm so mysterious I know what I got
Shout out to Germany and Russia cause you know where i pop
But I'm not a pop artist, I got these pop artist
They watching rockstar status living so lavish
You switching games like you playing in this arcade
That ain't the way you supposed to play by my name

[Chorus]
I'ma boss out, stop calling my phone
I've been iced out all on my own
Turn the lights down cause I rather be alone
Run the sound loud cause I'm about to fuckin' blow now
I'ma boss out, stop calling my phone
I've been iced out all on my own
Turn the lights down cause I rather be alone
Run the sound loud cause I'm about to fuckin' blow now

[Verse 2]
Stop that chit chat, get back, leave me all alone
I'm allergic to fake, is that in your cologne?
Don't try to copy me cause you are not a clone
You acting like a kid, but I'm on my grown
Fuck all my Ex's, they send me text's
I go ignore that, they send me blessings
They see I come up, they wanna come up
Pay back a bitch aye, I do not wanna
I don't need no company aye, I don't need no suffering
And I bet you chasing love to be, someone you just a wannabe
You a wannabe, wannabe in real life you look up to me, up to me
Stop all the bluffing, stop acting ugly, ima boos till I die, I guess I'm lucky

[Chorus]
I'ma boss out, stop calling my phone
I've been iced out all on my own
Turn the lights down cause I rather be alone
Run the sound loud cause I'm about to fuckin' blow now
I'ma boss out, stop calling my phone
I've been iced out all on my own
Turn the lights down cause I rather be alone
Run the sound loud cause I'm about to fuckin' blow now