Bossin'

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 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 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 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 F*ck 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 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