This is a song about "Bitchs ain t shit"

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

*aight now its time for t smallz to hop on dis shit*

Y’all niggas don’t worry me at least a bit

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

Second song ,second time sayin i ain got time to hate

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

If out of line