This is a song about "Big bitches"

Thug shit, i keep a beamed out fifth

I call all my bitches

Yeah, there is no cage bitches

Before we see it's hard to live

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women

Saying fuck a nigga quick, quick

I eat big. i dream big. i need big

And you ride with this

Flexin on these bitches

And my name too big, and my gang too big

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

Im tired of these bitches

They are the coaches in this