This is a song about "Suit and tie"

The devil doesn't wear prada, the devil wears a suit,

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

Ramblin' over these beats, meet and greetings but no tie

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

Insane, crazy, the only girl that can make time then make me stop

An alias to suit the suit top he rocked from this crude snob he robbed

Thats my belief, and imma stick wit it like my semen when i hit it on the bitches

Takes me one second to score like kunitz, a millisecond to take these rhymes and make it suit this

Pockets probably like fried food

Pink bandanna is my suit

Suit 'n tie, saggy's 'n rag, say goodbye, in the body bag.

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Tie your dumbass in the corner and make you watch as i fuck your former lover,

And to be honest i fathered a lot of brothers in this motherfucker

Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort

Bet everything you're worth, you'll lose your tie and your shirt