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

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

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

I'm after you bringing traffic through

Until there's nothing left of you

You meant nothing, silly

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Do i bring discomfert to you're upper middle class starbucks dicks

You say you ain fake or plastic? ha that's sarcastic, fool youre fake as graphics

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow

My flow ain't to fast and t ain't to slow, just so perfect that you could never know

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

And a kid that eats nothing but candy won' t get tooth decay/

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

Ya nothing but a bitch, step outside of the kitchen