This is a song about "Yall niggas thought i was done i aint even start run up yall niggas so sleep im sliding through yo girls kik slide in them dms she better send them tits quick can give a shit no mo it gets a little tragic droppin fake friends poof they gone like its magic"

I call em up, send em a pic, my niggas coming through

And i open up the door you bring her cranky ass with you

And ya pussy was amazing but it ain't worth a couple million

I mad plus i got a mad shortgun, aim at two niggas and see them both run.

I know you're mad, but so what

Niggas thought i dun came up

I kill em all slowly so i can hear them clearly, as they scream wishing it was all a dream,

I wanna be featured in a magazine, this diesel, it be my gasoline,

Send them niggas, they gone listen like we wired up

-ttention. you don't gotta listen just give a fuck

I can give a fuck if you thought it was all cool,

By those that were slow as molasses, take this shit to school