This is a song about "Bounty hunter"

Nothin fancy about no bounty baby im frantic

Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick

And if you're the 'king of the jungle', i'm the monarch hunter from hell,

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

Like a hunter killing a moose in the wild

One way at a time, keep the faith in your mind

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

You said i couldnt rhyme right hunter

This is ace, wolf is in the back with travis snortin' coke

I'm gonna proudly spit dope, just like my rhymes are a bounty globe,

Im a head hunter with targets on every head

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

I'm stayin brawny and your a doubted bounty,

I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole

Niggas getting shot just for bounty, not the toilet roll.