**[INTRO]** Oh, baby, I’m bossed up Hair done, rent paid, gloss up You still talkin’ ’bout “one day” Baby, one day got lost, huh? **[VERSE 1]** I got tired of the “almost,” tired of the “soon” Tired of your alarm clock losing every feud Three new plans and you ain’t started one But somehow got opinions ’bout the shit I’ve done You got big dreams sittin’ under your ass Whole lotta mouth, not a lotta gas Say the world don’t give you no opportunity Boy, Indeed got your picture on a missing-person sheet I was holdin’ doors, makin’ calls, makin’ room You were on the couch goin’, “Baby, I’ll do it by June” June came, July came, August too Now September lookin’ at me like, “Girl…that’s on you.” **[PRE-CHORUS]** So I cut the cord Changed the locks Got my peace back Check the clock You can call me mean You can call me stuck-up I call it— **[CHORUS]** Oh, baby, I’m **BOSSED UP** Like, not on your rost-ah These bum hoes call me a monster So throw me the chancla ’Cause I’m gonna stomp ya Little roaches be a problem **BOSSED UP** No, I cannot sponsor Another grown-ass project You need motivation? Go buy you a poster I already carried your nonsense Bossed up Bossed up Baby, get your shit together I’m bossed up Bossed up And I’m not your life coach, ever **[VERSE 2]** I don’t need a man with a five-year plan If year number one is “girl, understand” Understand what? You ain’t clocked in yet But you somehow found the time to place another bet New game, new shoes, new excuse New reason why everybody hatin’ on you Meanwhile I’m booked, busy, cute on purpose You’re fighting with the Wi-Fi like it ruined your service I said, “Make a list.” You said, “That’s controlling.” I said, “Get a job.” Now I’m “not supportive.” Okay! Let me support you from a healthy distance Way over there with your learned helplessness **[PRE-CHORUS]** I packed your charger Packed your slides Packed the hoodie You swear is mine You can keep the attitude I kept the good stuff Look at me— **[CHORUS]** Oh, baby, I’m **BOSSED UP** Like, not on your rost-ah These bum hoes call me a monster So throw me the chancla ’Cause I’m gonna stomp ya Little roaches be a problem **BOSSED UP** No, I cannot sponsor Another grown-ass project You need motivation? Go buy you a poster I already carried your nonsense Bossed up Bossed up Baby, get your shit together I’m bossed up Bossed up And I’m not your life coach, ever **[BREAKDOWN]** Hold up— You said I changed? Correct. I changed my password Changed my standards Changed who gets to eat up all my answers Changed my number? Nah, you still got it I just finally learned I don’t gotta respond to it And baby, that ain’t cruel That’s called **growth** You should try some They sell it in bulk **[BRIDGE]** I want somebody movin’ when the rent comes due Not somebody askin’ what I’m gonna do I want “handled it,” not “I was gonna” I want grown-up money, grown-up commas No more “fix me” No more “save me” No more raising somebody else’s baby You had potential Congratulations Potential don’t cover a reservation **[FINAL CHORUS]** Oh, baby, I’m **BOSSED UP** Like, not on your rost-ah These bum hoes call me a monster So throw me the chancla ’Cause I’m gonna stomp ya Little roaches be a problem **BOSSED UP** Whole life got proper Walk in like, “Who gon’ stop her?” You can keep the drama I’m counting these commas And dancing like somebody’s mama Bossed up Bossed up I don’t drag no dead weight with me Bossed up Bossed up If you want this life, get busy **[OUTRO]** Get a planner Set an alarm Call your mama I’m off the clock Mm. Bossed up.
