This is a song about "Duche bags"

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

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

She say she want a diamond, lisa raye welcome to the player's club

As i pack my bags and head to mesa / where we getting our cake up/

It aint funny, they got money bags stacked higher than everest

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

This is not somethin that i wrote for tha queens

Become a coach designer of body bags and coca leaves

Bags under my 'isaac', grinding to the laws of motion

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

The bags have been packed and zipped

Money is most of y'all interest

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

Leave you in body bags before ems arrive,

So nigga listen you can probably learn a lesson perhaps

In fact my past is the raddest, filled with bags of grass and captain caps