This is a song about "Moma is ass"

Get over yourself you know your ass is nothing.

Have that consistence drive long as your motor’s running

Saying my song is ass lemme see you try bitch

Lot of intuition, i ain't never finished college

I take shots while you bitch ass is still missing

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Now all i wanna see is to see yo ass go down

Smile on my face, tears of a sad clown

For misdemeanors, dreamer, held back ass is lowkey still a senior

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Gluteus is in the air make sure that bitches ass is up

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

All that counts is that head up your ass,

I'm past go; bitches is stripping letting they ass show

Look, i lost my nigga over nothing though