This is a song about "I ll bash you"

You ll still be a prize winner

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Bt i ll bring em back...i swear on the testimony

Catch feelings of a pussy, thats rarely homey

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

You know your son a asshole, but i hope you got those stacks though

U ll regret cos i ll give ur ass a nice red glow

He dont want the diamonds

You ll catch some mean lumps

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show

I,ll win every single fight i won't get low

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

So i take the opportunity to bash a skull in brutally

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

All i heard was a few pouts, i think they were the hollywood bash