This is a song about "Boss girl"

But you act like mr. i'm a fucking boss

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Like a boss, so check off rick ross

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

We are servants and god is our boss

I'm an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars

You're the boss of bullshit

I’m first class on my trip trip

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

But i'm just big enough for you to call me a boss

You're uncool like my mother kin

I've got the boss flow, spit progression

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

You pissin off? thats what i thought, you know my shit is boss

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

Imma tell you something thats boss