This is a song about "A dude with bad teeth"

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

Always a crew, didn't care who, just let loose with bad news

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

Dude with a mullet bussin shorts wearing flip flops

For now everything just seem so right

Like when snakes teeth glisten with venom from a bite

The realest thing dude ever said was you was bad,

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

You should be with some other dude

So i banged for a minute

Face the facts, that i gotta start with a bad finance

From the jungle, fam, where niggas bundle grams

And a bad one with two degrees

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

Shawty open your soul, pray that protools agree though

Just a girl with nothing but a bad ass flow.