This is a song about "Bitches ain t shit but hoes and tricks"

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

Shit, i watched you rise up and rip bitches to bits

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

That's life shit alright, shit, i could call you right quick

You bitches ain't nothing but shit that's in my toilet

I don't remember shit but the bitches i was with

And i know you lookin at me like you don't speak english

I could talk about diamonds and all my bitches and hoes,

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

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

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

And y'all talk constantly, about all of your bitches and hoes,

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

Those bitches can burn in hell and contemplate satans shit