This is a song about "Dont come to my ends"

Don't come around hurr on that floss shit

Dont back off, come on and get bit

My polo cost ends, and bitch i'm dolo, fuck friends, so all who dont know

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window

No one seems to know my struggle or where i come from,

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

Dont you ever come rampaging to me you clown

My bitch hustle hard and hold a nigga down

My rap has now come to an end

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

They work to death, when they come home, you dont even have a plate

Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great

Loaded that clip and then said bang, the drama it bring is crazy

I dont even know my own head but im sure it dont lie to me,

You're uncool like my mother kin

But lately it's come to my attention.