This is a song about "Bangin ms"

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

Bangin' my face on my desk like i'm takin' a test and i'm blankin' on basically every question

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

Im eating m&ms tonight cause i got a sweet tooth that bites

Hitting the mary jane and fucking ms. stacy on the beach

Shouldn't have to turn my words into objects just to make a figure of speech

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with

I'll remix an em song and pop x like m and ms

And please never disrespect my set

Ms body burned onto the sun deck,

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

On the streets all apeshit..bangin chest to chest

Will i win or will lose, depression gang-bangin till i bruise

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news