This is a song about "I don t want to quite"

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

My gold rollie tell time

I want a girl to love

Is you big enough

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

If god doesn`t exist then who do i pray to

Bitches dissappoint you but money won’t ever stress you

I want to live my way

Word play, word play

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

I want yas to seperate i want it to end

And i want you to stay

She do everything i say

I see the bitches calling i just hit ignore

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/