This is a song about "Your bitch ain t faithful"

Ok, bitch you outta your top.

Curl up like big worm when i drop

Then i vomit on your t shirt like it's mom's spaghetti

And when money is plenty, a lot of nigga's is friendly

Then get out your seat and jump around

She wasn't faithful, always out creepin' round

Go dissed raise your hands and rise up start screamin t

Double mg pays me, fuck with me, you crazy

Man but this ain't no sign language

So ho your ass will get smashed bitch

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Smack you bitch that’s your fee