This is a song about "Fuck you and that bitch"

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

And all that stress in the ghetto, it has you flexing the metal bitch,

I fuck ya bitch and rob ya house what you gonna do

I could think of a couple positions for you

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

Swear i'm trying to get through

Fuck it bitch, i'm done with you.

But fuck the rabbit & that bitch alice,

Magic city, a stack for the fattest asses

That i got sexy ladies so back up some more

And i don't know what the fuck that you rhyme for

Something in his arm, he pushing more and more

And i don't know what the fuck that you rhyme for

That bitch i raped and dismembered

The wrong drink, the right work