This is a song about "Bitches love me niggas hate cause with they favorite bitch you niggas killed my cousin bet you won t resist"

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut

Clippers with the semi, cut you niggas up,

To get ourselves up out that dream, no i’s in team

Niggas with dirty mouths, you need some listerine.

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

But in the end you niggas will either love me or slay me

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

I am number won i'll bake you with my own son so die even your bitch won't cry

I gotta tell you that my love is true

You,niggas are like ghost with you