This is a song about "Fuck with you"

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

Fuck it you can take the mic home with you

Bought a brand new car for my after party

You don't ever wanna fuck with me

Promise you g, fuck with bees you will be stung something mean

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

Fuck with my homies we'll fuck all you guys up

You know its black thought and your boy the bro ?uest, but

Put burners in the hands, of the black man

If you fuck with them they'll kill you bam!/

Again you fuck with me one more time

You reflect in this heart of mine

You wanna fuck with us o no!

Niggas buy ringers can't pay their bill though