Chorus
Bossed up and ignant, gold grill, big vibe
Sac to the Bay, whole squad outside
Bassline slap and the trunk on stupid
Bad lil thing tryna get right to it
Bossed up and ignant, too smooth, too player
Ratchet lil summer, but the fit look tailored
She want a boss and a fool all in one
I’m both, baby, now watch how I come
Verse 1
Fresh out, stepped in, game all polished
But the mouth still reckless and the section obnoxious
White tee clean with the chains all sunny
Walk like I talk and I smell like money
She got hoop earrings and a stare like trouble
Talk like a brat but she move real subtle
Her friend in the back wanna act all shy
Till the bass hit hard and she look my way twice
I’m from the soil where the real ones function
Go dumb in the club, then leave with substance
Little bit player, little bit pimpish
Real grown man, but the vibe still ignorant
She said I’m too much, I said maybe a little
But I make hard nights feel soft in the middle
Bridge
Go stupid, go hyphy, let the whole thing bounce
If it ain’t big energy, I’m out
Too much sauce in my walk to stress
Too damn fly to be pressed
Chorus
Bossed up and ignant, gold grill, big vibe
Sac to the Bay, whole squad outside
Bassline slap and the trunk on stupid
Bad lil thing tryna get right to it
Bossed up and ignant, too smooth, too player
Ratchet lil summer, but the fit look tailored
She want a boss and a fool all in one
I’m both, baby, now watch how I come
Verse 2
Talkbox dreams with the G-funk slide
One hand on her waist, one hand on the ride
She like how I lean when I laugh at my jokes
Like I already know I’m the one she gon’ quote
One in the text, one all on sight
One tryna leave with me by the end of the night
But I don’t do force, baby, choose your lane
You can catch this wave, but don’t ask for my chains
I like em a lil bad with they hair done neat
Can turn up ratchet, then cross they knees
Can talk that shit, then melt when I grin
Type get mad, then spin right back in
That’s Bay shit, baby, smooth and scandalous
Luxury taste with some hood-ass manners
Bridge
Whole lotta bass, whole lotta face
Whole lotta bad decisions get made
If she act right, she can ride this wave
If not, I disappear with the day
Final Chorus
Bossed up and ignant, gold grill, big vibe
Sac to the Bay, whole squad outside
Bassline slap and the trunk on stupid
Bad lil thing tryna get right to it
Bossed up and ignant, too smooth, too player
Ratchet lil summer, but the fit look tailored
She want a boss and a fool all in one
I’m both, baby, now watch how I come
Ending
Too bossed up to chase. Too ignant to care.
Sir_Daddy_Smackemz
