This is a song about "Ujbjb b"

Lets come up to my city

Nah you flow whacker than lil' b

Has taken four years to just put out an album, b

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

I mean that from the bottom of my heart

Must protect lil b at all cost

Imma take over new b

Plottin' don’t even worry

I got bigger problems baby

B-lo's got the back of me

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

U about to get murdered b

Look b**** don't speak on my kid again,

Made a million with the pen

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Chasin dreams to b platinum in the street