This is a song about "Ain t my bitch"

Got your bitch in my sheets

Trap our young black seeds

And i love your mind and ambition

Soaked smelly t-shirt, let my heart do a spin.

Girl no matter what you do you ain gonna cross the line,

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

Bitch don't kill my vibe (x2)

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice

But nigga don’t ride my dick when i’m on that high rise

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test