This is a song about "People dont fuck with us"

Life has put her to the test

I dont fuck a bitch with a flat chest

Yo bitch say she dont fuck with

Ask her address she holla saks fifth

Inhale my color purple

Dont we have enough death , people

I wish you luck and if you need me, call

People who agreed with you fuck them all,

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

I fuck the bitch you came with, and the people you stay with

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

Were educators and indicators that you don't want to fuck with us

And my momma keep smoking that shit

We dont fuck with generic