This is a song about "Fuck you kris"

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

Crank it up like you don't give a fuck fuck fuck

Fuck it, still slaughtered you..

Cause when i make this stew

Them niggas tippin' good girl but i can make it flood

Crank it up like you don't give a fuck fuck fuck

Us then youuu. fuck you too. i said, fuck you too.

Now i gotta exit after you

Flow is tight like kris to kross//

Kirko paint her walls

And smacked her so hard i knocked her clothes backwards like kris kross

My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls

But fuck all you scum bags

If i don't make that man there dance

Fuck what you say fuck what you do

I bet that mirror gon show you