This is a song about "Club cant handle me"

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

You cant reach me, you cant teach me,

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

Cant impeach me, you cant breech me,

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

People stop me in the club and they're saying hey g

I'm definitely in a class of my own

Uhh i cant handle the crap i get from home

No....u cant handle these weapons!

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Cant handle cause knowing me u might get smack upside your head

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

With ocd yall cant touch me

Plottin' don’t even worry