This is a song about "Zilya bitch"

Because bitch honestly

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Well, i can handle that

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna shit,

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna kill shit

Look inside my closet

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna kill shit,

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna kill shit,

Bet i'm heavy with that

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich

Think before you speak bitch,

Yeah bitch, yeah bitch, finna kill shit,

Or let the mob handle that

Bullets in ya hand bitch

Trip, and then you never snitch