This is a song about "Fuck u bull s u are nothing"

To you niggas biting my flows and my subject matter

Whose res-u-me, as you may have heard, 's to trap cha with laughter,

Fuck you fuck u off and move to the next lad

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

Yeah that bitch is hurt and so are u

Don't fuck around and make it true

New school, old school outside

Bitch cuz amma fuck u tight

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

Bt i know one thing that i'm nothing widout u

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

Fuck you go to hell u cheating son of a bitch i wish u fell

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

You got nothing on me so fuck off because imma put u on your knee