This is a song about "Bitches and marajuana"

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

Way too big for my my fucking jeans

Her own family and those backstabbing bitches

Twenty-million dollar nigga, but i do it like this

I’m up to six hundred bricks, started with two hundred grams

Well bitches stop flurring, eat chips and relax

She suckin and swallow man bitches are hallow

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

My fame's no mistakesince the deal

Bitches see me and think its so surreal

So go ahead bitches and cuss me

And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

In front of our building, they was my heroes

Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,