This is a song about "Shit talk"

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that

You talk a big game but you ain't shit

Talk shit get hit, got your chick screamin it won’t fit

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

She brought you in this world so i'mma sex her right

That shit i dont like talk shit but won't fight

We up in that magic city throwing up them dollars

But imma talk shit, for the rest of this fucking verse

And your raps shit, looking funny tryna talk back and shit

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Rappers talk shit, they got no lines like cordless mobile phones,

Instead they talking bout some thunderstorm, cyclones

Roll your eyes & talk your shit.

After that moscato hit