This is a song about "Boys ain t right"

Drink it up boys, like pepsi,

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Cuz if i like what i see ill pick my choice

First i stack some money, then go to war with them boys

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

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

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Go dissed raise your hands and rise up start screamin t

They burn on every block

Ask the boys i'm right it was non stop

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

Ay yo come on, girlfriend i ain't no actor, really

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

I got a part time