This is a song about "Turn up and leave her"

Kill a bitch extract her blood and turn that spell her name in bloody alphabet

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

Pick her up and then i'll let her wiggle them ass cheeks

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

Then you just gonna pack up and leave

Cut her up, leave the scene and my signature

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Leave you bruised and bloody then you wind up in the gutter

The type of nigga we trip up and leave for 5-oh

Psycho, maestro, orchestrate the life with the right flow

Aunt showing up? grabbed her slapped her and snapped her!

Money got me sagging, it really doesn't matter

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Buss a niggas face up , and leave him where the dirt be