This is a song about "Don t talk to my girl"

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/

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

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

I’m kickin’, pimpin’, like liu kang, my coupe smokin’ like friday

T get this paper so my get to see the holiday

On they car note to go to the club

Tell your girl to clean my splatter up

Another day as i step out the door

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

Lower than my credit score

You don;t thin anymore

By the cool clique, can't even be a school snitch but when finds a girl to talk with

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches