This is a song about "Pink hair don t care"

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Since i was killed by the don,

That's word to my mom

Like her tight bright pink ripe smitten that i have no invite,

Always wanted a piece of the pie, now it’s sliced right

With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there

Fuck i don't care just duck can't bear my stare i'll skin u alive but still leave the hair/

We both grown and i dont care

Yeah i like that long hair,

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war