This is a song about "Don t about me"

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Bitch, i might make you my baby

You need forget about me.

We in the mob im the don,

Full of shit, like i ate that john

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?

'n' they don’t make me laugh or even cook like you

Like stealing honey, call me winnie t. pooh

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

Reincarnated bitch even worse than before

Bitch niggas be afraid to speakwe the last ones left

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