This is a song about "Bitches and stiches"

O.g. nikes, my shoes so rare

All these bitches stop and stare

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

And these bitches will never ever stop it

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

That's fake, how you rag on the "haters", fags, and bitches,

Well bitches stop flurring, eat chips and relax

We den turnt it up now it's at the max

And i be talking about me, i do this

Her own family and those backstabbing bitches

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Coat of pained stiches but i am wearin it, proudly

While all the pretty bitches watch and stare

Whole lot of haters wanna fight i swear

Sick of the spitting on riches and bitches and that shit

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that