This is a song about "Fuk u"

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

And if u didnt know u left for him

Now u wanna fuck me...bt u haven't got that tool

After this eighth be high like out of middle school

I'll tell you baby that we're through

Now my team comin right back at u

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

Cause baby i got u and u know this

U say u fuck with me i dont fuck u

I'm trend-setting, despite of an awful debut

Good rhythm, bad women and better lyrics

U say ur ballin but i kno u work at lids

How the fuk could they have a chance

We getting money, you can face the facts

To the hood: y'all don't need me, i need you

U hating ass nigga u a fucking jew