This is a song about "Tea bags"

Stunt tattle fuckin tea kettle,

As i light one for ill will

In that pretty red dress, let's dance

I want millions of body bags

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

I'll get u tagged like bags at boutiques//

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

And blastin' to snatch you fags like hand bags

Maybe i should pack my bags and go

She so sweet, shortie feed my ego

For setting up traps

But fuck all you scum bags

Am dope as fuck am 17 years old mc like ice tea

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

I'm over the fact, that i'm not your cup of tea,