This is a song about "Dead greek boyfriends"

Back from the motherfucking dead

Your heart was false just like the words you said

Bitch shake your ass, shake it until the wet sweat

Fuck around with me you just get dead

Holla out my set

Do you want to end up dead?!

Whip bitches with greek tar.

That gal want me ride har

Long nights of hearing about old boyfriends in her home

I'm definitely in a class of my own

If your man want to bet

If not we're practically dead

But i can't kill somethig already dead

So if i do call it's just a check

You keep continuing your gonna end up dead,

That whatever it creates it will land in the head