This is a song about "Fuck with no thot"

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

Fuck you laylow your a bitch with no life

With no guns and no shields

Get blown like lawn leaves

Tryna fuck this, no success

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Im killin you with rhymes fuck the weapons no need for smith and wesson,

Come with me, to madrid thats where real play

She's a thot i guessed i learned the truth the hard way

You wanna fuck with us o no!

That's why she in the club like fuck it, though

He taught me how to write spit and fuck up those with no common sense

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense