This is a song about "Cheating ain t right"

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

I said i wasn't cheating but you didn't believe me,

Make sure to give them my all

You don;t thin anymore

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

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Wake up sleeping cheating im dreaming constantly competing

Do i bring discomfert to you're upper middle class starbucks dicks

You say you ain fake or plastic? ha that's sarcastic, fool youre fake as graphics

That's why i never claimed i was the best

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

I wouldn´t diss my own mum,

I’m effervescent, just ask them