This is a song about "Bitch i dont fuck wit chu"

With an impending mixtape that only seems like a myth

Well i dont give a fuck which bitch you flick bics with

I dont fuck a bitch with a flat chest

I can only love you when you’re undressed

I am in the firecracker mode dont fuck wit me alone you fuckin wit me alone

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day camelittle latasha sho' grown

Switch, a female dog with no raw, rich

Dont force out the fuck yous little bitch

Shut the fuck up bitch, i dont allow your interjections,

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

Abuse paper, run through it 'til the ink's out

..bitch ima clean freak i dont mess around,

Why the fuck it so cold, fuck it i dont wanna budge

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch