This is a song about "Don t get shit twisted"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Don't get it twisted, your being listed, on my hitlist, by me.

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

College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Holes all in ya t-shit, call that holy moly

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

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

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,