This is a song about "Bad shape"

Once the fumes and hues have dissipated, get situated as it takes shape

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

It's actually disastrously bad

Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake

Grab it and handle it, dismantle it 'til you like the shape

Cuz im a bad girl, bad girl (x2)

Convertibles with turbo jets

Why you treat them so bad

It ain't like that

Luxury life, results living bad

You, you, you have to pay for that