This is a song about "Bitches who talk shit"

Bitches talk, bitches hate,all that shit dont phase me, truth be told im to fucing lazy

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

I'm going hard for the days i was piss poor

Who cares, walk away, don’t talk you fool

I know you're weak an secretly tweakin countin petals knowin you gonna lose

Anybody who talk shit i getting sliced up. so iif u see me on cbs news

Roll your eyes & talk your shit.

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

One night love: i'mma need that

I talk about real shit

Niggas talk but they know who run this block

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop