This is a song about "I ll smack the shit outta you"

But i'll beat the shit outta you with my rap belt

So check the verse miss. i ain't say i'm perfect

I'll spit venomous potent shit outta the lips until they back down

Heyyyy! got some static for some niggas on the other side of town

I need you outta sight,

Walk blind into a line or fight

Fuckin' beat the shit out of him, watch 'em talk smack after,

If its not couture, i will not go to her

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

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Fuckin' beat the shit out of him, watch 'em talk smack after,

You crossed the line fucked with mine and now your shit outta luck

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

I wouldn't listen to 'emyour power movement was cool

Fuck outta here i writer better shit on my way to school