This is a song about "Boy don t try me"

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

Another day as i step out the door

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

Like stealing honey, call me winnie t. pooh

You can't even scan, your fans are downloading you

I mean of course just the same old

Boy and girls watch me unfold

But ain't gonna be no stress in here

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

But fuck with me, boy, that means war

As soon as i walk in the door

Neck kind of freezy boy believe me

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Boys don seen me. fly so high i need stop it hell is my

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why