This is a song about "Base and bitches"

She suckin and swallow man bitches are hallow

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

Little more weed, first class seats

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

I maim and wound fake ass crowned bitches

The tables are turned i can't take this

Sick of the spitting on riches and bitches and that shit

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

Degrade our women calling them hoes and bitches

And i'm blowing up like bitches we went to school with

Season opener, finna be there

All these bitches stop and stare

Third ward general, young cash money

So go ahead bitches and cuss me

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

We love for a while then a light goes