This is a song about "Pest"

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Dinin on this pest with these tyrannical texts

Then swag it out, ounces then bags is out

Fuck a pest, we ain't in raid drought

Beach on the weekend

Sicker than a tick pest

They at the same spot they making no progress

Like a pest, clean the floor, look its a mess

Fed the bitch pesticides and let the pest decide

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

Sorry baby i don’t mean to pest-er

My nigga banks just be ready for whatever

Making passionate love 'til the daylightplus we about to get evicted, can't pay the rent

Every time i'm rappen i thought i was a beast in fact i was considered a pest

Of life cause you may comeback as a pest

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest