This is a song about "Don t get it twis"

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

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

Don't second guess it girl there ain't nothing to think about

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

Boys don seen me. fly so high i need stop it hell is my

My city, growl with me, hootie hoo'ing through the night sky

We in the mob im the don,

My sim card's the bomb

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Life of a don, sean don, sippin never had a palm reader