This is a song about "Be real bitch"

I'll be coming for more vengeance bitch

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich

Or be real good at cooking

Get off a key like i can’t sing

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

I'm just writing real shit like i'm supposed to, bitch

Hoping to be dreaming, no, i'm happy it's real

Stallion of the year: medallions in my ear

So drop the slam and let's get sick

With a brick, and ill be real quick.

If you aint down for your niggas, then you a real bitch.

Blow my smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge

So the happiness i feel , must not be real.

Buzz it, like my very first day in here