Текст песни
Are we turning it up baby girl?
Can you keep it on the up-down low
It's high time you locked down with me
I don't really wanna sing
Everybody rapping, I be wrapping up my weed
Baby complicating, she be posting all the memes
And I'm lighting my weed, and I'm sipping on me tea
Baby stop the posting come and sit down on me face
See the girl'a commin, she be pouring on me bed
See the lights are yellow and I'm turning on the green
And I'm stacking on the beat
And I'm sacking on a village
Commissioner
Curing my pain, you're my medicine
Girl your body insane, I dey anticipate
Baby, what do you say, sing my melody
Talk to me nice, you're so eloquent
Baby tell me what you want and imma do it now
Take a couple hundred thousand, post it on the gram
Even if you don't love me, I don't need it now
Bossin on the gram, Bossin on the gram
Hold my body, pull my frontal, say my name
Pin my body, you're the farmer, cultivate
I be loyal, I be doing as she say
Bossin on the game, Bossin on the game
Hold my body, pull my frontal, say my name
Pin my body, you're the farmer, cultivate
I be loyal, I be doing as she say
Bossin on the game, Bossin on the game
Bossin on the game, Bossin on the game
Won't you call my name
Girl you say my name
Put it all on me
Hold it on me
Bossin on the game
Bossin on the game