This is a song about "Killin a bitch"

This is a killin spree

Don't worry bout a thang baby

I'm sure to get rich

Never take shit from a bitch

So dont be a fucking bitch(

Uhh, so why ain't i go to college

I got blow, speed, bleed, whatever yo' kindand if you need a motherfucker i ain't hard to find

Homicide, killin with my glock modified, walk into school kids a sprintin away horrified,

And my life's like a bitch,

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich

A dark room, *stop flapping bitch*

Never agree with that message

I'm ill when i spit and killin' with grip, no bitch hug

From the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around

Become the king robin killin you for a crown