This is a song about "Ain t nothing"

I'm stressed anyway, need it for vacation time

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

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

Double mg pays me, fuck with me, you crazy

Holes all in ya t-shit, call that holy moly

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

You say you ain fake or plastic? ha that's sarcastic, fool youre fake as graphics

Do i bring discomfert to you're upper middle class starbucks dicks

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t