This is a song about "Gtfo with that shit"

But i'm leaving town in a little bit

I don't fuck with that same love shit

Nigga still tired so i'm yawnin, and now i'm gone

With all that shit on me you could never go wrong

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

That regs shit, i don't fuck around with, fuck those mids, only puff the loud shit

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

Fuck that noble shit, it's our country, debate with glock clips,

Waiting holding her stomach but holmes would never find out

But with this beat that's not the vibe so that shit i won't rap about

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

Anger on your sly shit face spray that shit with mace throw you in your case this

You, you, you have to pay for that

With alla this whack shit