This is a song about "Stop acting coll you don t have swag"

If you try to give it to me at the door

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

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

Soul brother number two, i'm the one now

Stop making out right now, your acting like chow

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

But it's not about the cash or even how much swag you have/

They have bitten the filth when they've wit#ness-#t his wits

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

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

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready