This is a song about "Link up with me"

Plottin' don’t even worry

Trying to keep up with me

Still got me another deal big as any nigga in music

With bitches all up on me tryna get on my dick

I’m tryna be low key

You can't keep up with me

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Kinda fucked up the line but that's alright with me

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

And link me all your shit in hopes i'll go and read your fuckin raps

No rules to cage me up with my four-leaved clover

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Fema cause i got me a team up with a couple latinas with a few lil dd cups

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts