This is a song about "Dish washers"

I serve a dish that will burn the lips of who's turn it is

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places

Do the dirty work, dish rag/

This is why her nigga mad

And when you know you a catch it’s hard to pass up these bitches

You snitch,before you be homeless,go do the dish

You know, they say that dish is best served cold?

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

Hot like a cajun dish not like you lame ass pricks cuz you spit bars

The emergency room, gettin stitches

Gotta hella fish on white china dish

Dish you out without a doubt or second thought as though i forgot what you did snitch,

Salute me, game: invented it, and you can't get no membership, little bitch

'fore you love you a nigga, try loving your kids

Fix a dish of rapper's dicks, most of y'all are gimmicks,