This is a song about "Diss track on blonde girls"

Quick flipping up sexy back

Aces & lt on the track/

I give a girl what she want - but no dollars

Nigga, got a finger on the trigger, girls,

As i sit back and reminisce memories on a hardcore track

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

Thinking they murder the beat on a violent track,

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

I'm paramount, nigga, i am, and you can't be mad

I could spin circles around you on any track

I don't know why i'm even on this track

The jager in my cup is licorice black

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

His blunder was misshapen, try stay on track

I'm tired of them talking smack on my track.

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack