This is a song about "Bitches always be tripping"

Just dreamy young boy and i'll always be

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy

Guess that's why it's called tripping

But i ain't listening

I really shouldn't be here now- i don't fuck the heathen bitches

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

One day i'll be convicted but for now i fuck these bitches

Like a condom that's scuffed up, i'm the wrong one to fuck with

I'll always be there, be there

Throw your gun in tha air

Know she tripping, hate it when bitches acting different

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

Bitches will be bitches, they'll just cry in their kennel

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

She too bad to pass, so fine i'm gon' speak

Bitches always wanna compete