This is a song about "Y all claming y all best friends but i m bout to go fuck y all bitches"

Y you bitches think that im still playing,

So she graduated, rich nigga wife training

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Best friends in hospital i dont know what to do,go to some bitches house and just screw,

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Y i word it in dead silence? a defiance to the question

Dope niggas locked out 4 year rap drought

Fuck ya now i can go all out

You see the furs and pendants, austin sigoto, drop though

Painting vivid pictures call me pablo y picasso,

L y r i to the c

C’mon and let’s chill baby

Its y-u-n-double g, and if you trouble me

The good kid from the ugly city