This is a song about "Dont miss with me"

But it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through

U say u fuck with me i dont fuck u

I'm not your number one? dont make me deal with ya,

My momma a og which makes me a don dada

He just don't know the rap (g), please tell him, who is carl c, tell him not to miss with me

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

Excuse me miss i’m not making excuses

Gotta be something for me write this

Miss america the beautiful, to me that's funny

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

Dont attack me with your flopping bars,

Dont play around with me, i aint no toy

She would drive the toys plus ride the boy

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

Yo, stupid motherfuckers dont know what they get into when they go fuck with me