This is a song about "Bit hits"

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Now i dismiss all the pain from the hits/

Pop bottles and saw lids then your jaw hits

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Back off before you get bit

About some tyga beef shit

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Only writing awesome hits

If she cook and keep her vagina like a secret

Yo 4-bit, yeah i called you 4-bit look at me i'm 8-bit

When i get older imma be makin the biggest hits

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Because all they ever spit, is shit about taking hits,

The master of this rap shit

Ill pass it in a lil bit