This is a song about "I hit your girl"

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

Every time girl knocked, boy hit the door

Its your hit, hey its your hit, man i wanna quit

I work hard for everything i get

Revenue's what i get get, your bitch is what i did hit

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

Cant get no resident. i hit the club and spend your paycheck,

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

From every motherfucking boy or girl, i take their shits down to the last hit ground

Eighty percent of kids are listening to y'all shit

Girl your ass so big i could build a house on it

Pine-green foams, they may never see the store

Every time girl called, boy hit ignore