This is a song about "Little t fuck your self"

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

That going through some things

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

Double mg pays me, fuck with me, you crazy

But your cocky self looken like bill nie

Better keep that ho on a leash don't make your only

Go dissed raise your hands and rise up start screamin t

If that, the rest of you niggas get lapped, i sit back

Fuck imma little mental, with some whack zodiac

I have little self contol round stupid fucks

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

Hold up yea we the best

And keep for your self your comment