This is a song about "Don t mrss"

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

I'm running out of time

You a lady boss, now you fly free

In fact, lemme pass the mic to man big t"

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

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

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/

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

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

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money