This is a song about "All these broke hoes tryna get in my lane"

We gon make it to the bedroom, i like the guest room

Doing all these hoes right there in the backroom

Now that in my zone , these niggas tryna ruin my flow

It's nothing but a motherfucking undefended free throw

That we all feel every day, life is a blur in the fast lane

All this icin i'm ashamed, look like lightnin' in the chain

All these niggas is broke shit

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Y'all all loafin goin through the motion hit me on the rock don't drop no cocaine

With a chi chi,i got lifes cheat sheet,so beep beep get the fuck out my lane

I know a little betty from downtown

Funny how, all these hoes, bending down

A lotta hoes in my phone

Shit ain’t better alone