This is a song about "Bitch you ain t nothing"

I'm a bad motherfucker

You ain't nothing but a vulture

When you bluffing, and end up doing nothing

You passed out, bitch you ain't even listening

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

That's what rains for

You don;t thin anymore

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

You meant nothing, silly

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

I'm in plex, i got to munch you as t. rex,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?