This is a song about "I dont f with you"

Uh, i'm tryna learn something new

So you dont live with parents that hate you

Cuz you f-frontin and f-fakin its just plain wrong

We buy out stores till its all too gone

Red beam on it like kano back, high price for the volcano rap

Whatever get you dancin n chantin i don't give a f! about that,

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

I dont watch it i play with it

Welcome to hell, niggasi rock bad bitches

Well i dont give a fuck which bitch you flick bics with

I dont have to rap with you so imma take it to the basic

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

I got these bitches brewin' inside of my gold pots

How could i not blow? all i do is drop "f" bombs

We dont even fuck with what you bring

Hurricane clapping, lyricism ain't working