This is a song about "Basic white bitches"

Give me 2 bitches white bitches preferably

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Ok, you smoke weed. like every other fucka here, it's basic.

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

I’m a motherfucking great white shark, swimming in a school of bitches/

Steady shouting fuck basic and all that revolves around it

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick

(what should i do?) c'mon son, its basic instinct/

I can't explain with words that are basic

Yeah, they all convinced but all for shit

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

By flesh, i mean our basic instincts, the reality that we see,

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

You say white bitches cain't rap, come here 'cuz you gon' get a slap