This is a song about "Boys ain t right"

You don;t thin anymore

Lay ya ass down on god's green floor

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

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

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

Girl no matter what you do you ain gonna cross the line,

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

Ask the boys i'm right it was non stop

Been wishing and dreaming sitting believing that i,l come and change with my voice/

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

I'm going hard for the days i was piss poor

The old boys' club in an all-boys school

Another dead woman,another bad boys

It was simple, it was a really easy choice,