This is a song about "Bitches be trippen"

Them boys be talking ’bout their bitches

My ysl lenses, my infrared sixes

Gettin' spiffy for these bitches i be eyeing

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Don't be afraid, it's just a kiss

Stay bitches, yeah low in your caves bitches

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them

(what about her son?) c'mon that bitches mistake must too, be undone/

Plus she's glad for the little things she hasand over there there's a lady

Bitches talk, bitches hate,all that shit dont phase me, truth be told im to fucing lazy

Until i said hey, why you gotta bag bitches anyway just be gay,

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

I wanna fuck the bitches i never could, i just wanna be a rapper,

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare

You don't know what it feels like to be black cause bitches don't care,