This is a song about "Talking with my girl"

You cant get a deece girl, your stuck with skanks, my weeds danks,

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

He spent the whole battle talking about his girl and how they met and how she left

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

Got your girl on her laps with my cum all on her face smeared

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

Im in love with you girl dont be wasting my time

What yo name is girl let me tell you mine

And she stripping, go to college

With your girl i call her my dome bitch

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with

Your dad's purple heart now hangs over his ashes

That was my adrenaline talking

Bun b, i’m underground king