This is a song about "Flip table"

I'm modest, and humble

While you stand under the table

No disrespect, but motherfuck you

I set a table for two

Shout out to you shit talkers at my lunch table

To make karma come faster than she normally will

So go ahead, go try to flip

Fuck it, they shrink to fit

And fumble every new leaf that you try to flip

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table

I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible

Wake up six hours later naked on the table

Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able