This is a song about "Slapping a bitch"

Like i been slapping bitches,

Ask her address she holla saks fifth

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Wolf album, track seven; slapping cats with mac elevens

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich

Consequences hurt and karma's a bitch

And she stripping, go to college

Prepare to take a note bitch

Trip, and then you never snitch

Sorry you needed a man bitch

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich

Your not a thug but your a bitch

Friends that stab in the back instead of slapping n' smack

Hit, i never call her back. bet she keep on coming back

Your lines are all slurred bitch, fly as a robin bird bitch

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage