This is a song about "Talk shit get stitches"

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

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

Who knows what the

Talk shit, diarrhea

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

You talk a big game but you ain't shit

Didn't talk for months/ hid food because i couldn't get

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

I can talk rap, mainstream shit, versace versace

We ain't come for peace, you can bend your knees and pray all day

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

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

Talk shit hunt you like a shark

Like a small garage in your backyard

While re-sealing your stitches

Word go get the bitches