This is a song about "What i think it is"

Bitches ain't around one thou

I know what you think now

Made me think i wanna end it quick because this is how it was

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Guys who think girls can't rap is what i don't like

Me and my dogs we on the same flight

People call me black but i think it is whack

So now i’m under pressure i want it bad

Nigga want beef we can take it outside

Guys who think girls can't rap is what i don't like

As i come across it, i think to myself, "what is,

This ain't mine, it's ricky, but shhh don't tell my bitches

That's why i shine like i does

*is that what i think it is?*

The money gets closer when you seem to be grindin' more

This is what i wrote it for, the mixtape i recorded for,