This is a song about "Chasing bbitchez will leave u broke"

Leave your will on this napkin

What up girl, tell me how you been

Than i drop the fucker and leave you broke ass bitches,

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Like a boxer i leave u flat out

Which rap will make u sick

Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick

I grew up looking up to niggas that was selling coke

U aint paid u broke, this boards turnin to a joke/

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

Never will i leave you alone,

Bitch, they call it motor city

If i left would u leave with me?