This is a song about "Fuck your bitch with no strings"

And i ain't got what it takes

Just to fuck with your brains

Acting like he's the son of god, bitch fuck your whine

Simon says touch your's while you touch mine

And when you know you a catch it’s hard to pass up these bitches

Well i dont give a fuck which bitch you flick bics with

Nigga fuck that gin & juice, i'm fuckin with hennessyjust pour me a glass of that dark shit

Fuck 2 chainz i got 10 medals in my closet, now your bitch with me as she pop drop and lock it.

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

My flow is so sick toxic i vomit, ima puppet master pulling strings with no guitar picks

It's jungle when the niggas in zoo

Fuck it bitch, i'm done with you.