This is a song about "Fuck em up"

Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you

I call em up, send em a pic, my niggas coming through

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

Fuck the constitution im a shoot em take over n loot em

And i said whatever fuck em,

Flyer then the rest of them

Tell em we'll never be but they settle for side bitches

And bag 'em up leave 'em with sickish, stitches, n' diminish-

Uh ha, you know what

Put 'em up, put 'em up!

Yum yum delicious gobble em up,

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

Chalk em up like a stencil

I wish i could live with no fear