This is a song about "No i don t"

Ya so fine i got to give it to you

If god doesn`t exist then who do i pray to

Super chill, some call me t-frozen, and if theres weed around i gotta

She say this shit for college, i told her drop her a prada

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

I don have to explain myselfi dont have tochange for nobody if you dont like me

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Hey zach i know like me. i don,t not like you. you need alone now

Who's on my line

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

And all women who had light features, see

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

Then i vomit on your t shirt like it's mom's spaghetti

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Cause this is how i feel when i ain’t rappin on the mic you bitch

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich