This is a song about "How you stunting with a 20 bag rolex"

I said fuck you and i packed a bag moved out,

I like my women soft-spoken but the weed loud

Flight back from japan, jiro sushi in a bag

They can't see me, i'm like the team that brought brett back

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

I can just stab you with a pencil but i make it more suspenseful and diss you.

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

A dollar might say fuck them niggas that you came with that's just how i feel

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past

Like you threw something to me-so i threw em back

I will leave you wrapped in a bag. after phone your dad,

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Bet i get it quick lick it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back

This a mad world, and im mad max,you a bag girl,your raps are mad whack