This is a song about "Tell that bitch to come over"

As my name get bigger this game get different

Cause you the type of bitch that will trip over a stump,

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Bitch sit down over there imma hit that shit later

Quit being so fucking shy come on tell me why! you just wanted us to die,

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

But that bitch works up the audacity to tell me who i

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

And i dare that bitch lil' wayne to come up to my hood

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

Ain't hard to tell life's a bitch, that's my state of mind

You're my river runnin' high, run deep, run wild

Theyll come over knocking trying to ruin it

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

Hustlin' to keep from gettin' buriedbut now i gotta move away now

It's over blaw if u wanna rap come to me i will show u how