This is a song about "Talk trash"

Baby got that super bass

Cause i ‘ma smack your trash

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

You try to talk some shit but your diss is garbage, trash

I guess you think you cas, but i think you trash.

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

Arm out the window screaming money ain't a thangcall it automatic bang, bang, bang

Picking food out the trash while your mum is fucking a hobo next to the trash can

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

After take-out i'm takin the out the trash.

Ok, polo with no horse though, d.c. well of course though

Acid foam, talking trash like john mcenroe

It's growing thick skin, so trash talk stays in the bin, so it can't get in...

Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Yeah this shit got me feelin' like useless trash