This is a song about "Fat ass hoe yo booty stank u on coke bitch unstank"

Sike goin back in neva stop cant stop wont stop spin out spit out on yo bitch ass

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

I didnt clap yo ass out the game cuz nigga u lame

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again

600 benz, house six hundred grand

Ill put yo bitch on blast

Upgraded to fat joe and i strap yo bitch to the back of my car,

I'm tryna find myself, i'm searchin deep for kendrick lamar

On a cruise i got yo bitch making room on the bed her ass is due

And i open up the door you bring her cranky ass with you

Lets get to spittin, yo ass will be splittin 2 halves, dude u buttfucked 2 cows,

When the truth came out i'm a rapper not a poet "aka" the people's mouth

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

I choppa yo ass down you was bodied on , had my bitch empty that clip

Baby, you know who you are

While yo bitch ass caught up in the bar