This is a song about "I fuck you"

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

I got more riches than you fuck more bitches than you

But i still fuck with you, you just ain't never heard

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

Or you choose i dont give a fuck what you abuse

So talk all the shit you want i don’t give a fuck

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

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

Open the fuck up hell needs me i tried all your phones, i know your home, fuck you,

I dont trust you! ayo! fuck you!

She gonna dance when that molly through

Fuck yeah i tear through wannabes like you,

I guarantee our change whatever we go through