This is a song about "Don t get bad"

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

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

Must be something you want me to see

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Hey zach i know like me. i don,t not like you. you need alone now

U a bad bitch ,girl don't get confused

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

Black ghost, white driver, such an oreo, i'm thinking out loud

Writing the illest rhymes to get the name big t out/

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

On a bad night i'll get a couple threes like stephon curry