This is a song about "Blessings niggas killin money pussy"

Henny got me spinnin like a fuc*in hurricane kick

Pussy niggas hungry put on like some lipstick

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

It’s time for you pussy niggas to fess up

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Funny how my niggas are obsessed with money, whips, and chains,

But hold the beat, he ain't speaking for everyone

To get rid of pussy niggas i go grab the gun,

If we battle again you better hope you said your blessings.

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Get lucky and make money fight niggas till shit bloody

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we wait

Pussy niggas sod's nigga and nothings changed