This is a song about "Purse"

Adabo to my haters

Think i need a new purse

My change of sense must have spent you- clutch the purse u lost the pen to

And i'd like to serenade you for every day you

Sticking my dick in a purse, cuz i love fucking with cash

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

But shit changed when they fucked her up over a purse,

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Let my angel sing

If my purse wouln't make ching

Think i need a new purse

Ybm and emp it's like we brothers

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

All this started by stealing her purse

"hold my purse" - now she on the floor, droppin' like it's hot

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job