This is a song about "Not sleeping with my gir"

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Fuckboys better wake up with all that sleeping

Say you don’t do what

Sleeping with his eyes wide shut

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

How you sleeping on my but then expect to make change

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

You know better not to mess with my verses..

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

I'll beat you with my bare knuckles and not even struggle.

Hating my dad with passion for not showing up

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

And not put you in with my opinion,