This is a song about "Being bad bitches"

Bad bitches all around me dont need em got my own

Born alone, work alone, die alone

I ask him how the bad bitches

Bring the battering ram where you live

Even without a label i still got a couple bad bitches with me

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

K o d, m i a, twenty racks, let it fly

And i ended up being the bad guy,

Lookin' at the bad bitches, smokin' on the best smoke

This is ace, wolf is in the back with travis snortin' coke

Discussin bad bitches and the wish for bare thighs

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

All them bad bitches tryna look so tough

And i need you to show me love

Cause i'm sitting here sipping on guinness

Bad bitches in my office, call it bad business.