This is a song about "I ain t fucking with you"

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

Cause this is how i feel when i ain’t rappin on the mic you bitch

Its no secret that you seek dick, you go and choke on tic tac sized dicks,

You say you ain fake or plastic? ha that's sarcastic, fool youre fake as graphics

I'm going to bury you in this box i made outta your own kitchen table

Come again, i devour lawmen my tribe is tribal i'll beat you with the fucking bible

Prolly on water, they all on water

Tell truth you aint fucking with her

You don;t thin anymore

So tell me why are we at war

South beach fountain blue

Ma i fucking love you