This is a song about "He ll yeah"

Practicing poses in the mirror yeah he swears that he's a savage

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

Mean facts that ll make you scream fast ease back

When i’m looking in the mirror

You ll still be a prize winner

Call the network dipset family ties

Then my mom met this guy, yeah he seemed nice

And true i’ve seen better times cause i’m getting dough

U ll regret cos i ll give ur ass a nice red glow

Fukk it i ll just take yo name

Things'll never be the same

Iaint tryna hurt nobody i ll just spit some verbs

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds