This is a song about "Admins are bitches"

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Those bitches are on standby gasping fucking breathlessly,

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

Those bitches are on standby gasping fucking breathlessly,

He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his

It's like wars are started in this game, "sockin' bitches",

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

My word are weapons, i knocked em out, i set these bitches on fire/

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

As big l would say all these bitches are just street struck,

Amazing that i bring you to tears. yeah i'm white but my bitches are bad,

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

Shittin' on bitches like my fetishes are german,

Are the only thing i be dishing out to you bitches

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this