This is a song about "You ain t this"

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

T get this paper so my get to see the holiday

He would end up getting shot upnow i could not walk away

But most importantly, hip hop isn’t dead no more you see

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

You say you ain fake or plastic? ha that's sarcastic, fool youre fake as graphics

Without my crew and me, slurring words and spitting so loosely but its so fast its

3 times, show me your peace sign

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

A, b-s-t-r-a-c-t, come in smokin' green, talk about a stupid question, you feelin' me?

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

My four-four's givin payback

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.