This is a song about "Bitch dont kill my vibe"

Sweet, okay makes sense

Bitch don't kill my vibe (x2)

See i let my nigga split that

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna kill shit,

Dont vibe with bums... i'll bite my tongue and rip it out

And to be honest i don’t know what niggas talkin bout

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna kill shit,

The dead society of a poet

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna kill shit,

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight

Now take a seat before deezy has to kill you vibe.

Cause when i win this shit free they think i’m oprah's cousin

Don't worry bitch i won't kill you fast with my trusty gun