This is a song about "Big boots bitchs"

There you go, just what ya bitchs been lookin for

Something in his arm, he pushing more and more

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

So guess god, help me get heehaaa, staddle up, but my boots

His mother's always worried, thinks that he's knocking boots,

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

What you tripping on?see, i'm the spoiled chick

You missed that tearing muscles make you big

I eat big. i dream big. i need big

She wanna tear the mall down throwin’ stacks quick

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

His mother's always worried, thinks that he's knocking boots,