This is a song about "Bitches be like"

You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load

It should be a fact that i'm dope, cause bitches eat me up like cantaloupe/

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

But so many asian bitches in my crib it looks like i be clonin'

Gettin' spiffy for these bitches i be eyeing

Abroad flying and bar buying from broad writing

Bitches suck ma dik like wine

I'm back chillin with a friend of mine

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

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

Like i been slapping bitches,

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

Real light jab to opponents

Kick you bitches like punts

Killin' imagery, droppin' bitches just like elephants

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love