This is a song about "Bitche nigga don t try me"

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

Boys don seen me. fly so high i need stop it hell is my

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

You don;t thin anymore

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Flexin' hard nigga all the time

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Try to call me (try to call me)

And its simple as that baby

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

I dare a nigga try to make a meal outta whats mines

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

So i dare a nigga come try and hit me

Cause im on sum g shityoung money