This is a song about "Bitch you guessed it"

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

And all that stress in the ghetto, it has you flexing the metal bitch,

Dont throw a fit chris, you ain't a crip bitch so don't miss this before it slips

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

It was all too obvious you sick bitch

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

Cause i'll kill if i find out you're watching some other movies, bitch

Second guessed it as i grew into an adult nearing college

And she stripping, go to college

You mediocre bitch

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

But not anymore bitch you fuckers can eat it!

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

You flicked it off disregarded it, bitch with you i'm not finished,

Bitch i'm on it, flow demonic, don't you know i'm tokin chronic

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit