This is a song about "Douche bags"

You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice

I'm a winner , bags for disposing guys,

And blastin' to snatch you fags like hand bags

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

As your family dies, and my family rise

Leave you in body bags before ems arrive,

Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low

Maybe i should pack my bags and go

In the house, holla back

Why i had white bags in my backpack

When those trash bags middle initial was loyalty compare to yal backstabbing bitches.

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this

Cause i show fur, no bikini wax

I want millions of body bags

I am like what happens when our guard be on his job more

To go from sellin’ bags to bottles right out the store