This is a song about "Kill a bitch ass cop"

Where bad bitches with bad intentions just act friendly

Luck is gone for you mister kill a cop ain't steady

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

Bitch i can't stop, like i'm a bad cop

Dig a six foot hole for a bitch ass troll

To clear my head i'm feelin low, losin control

Poundin a bitch with a big ass,

Why a black nigga take ass over class

She od's on louboutin, she work at that nudie bar

Pussy ass cop puffed is cigar, but thus far,

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

Sixteen bars to kill a rapper? bitch, you do the math.

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna kill shit,

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that