This is a song about "Bitches hoes weaves leatherjacket weed dope cocaine gats"

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

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

Got one good tip: bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks

We all here, from the dealers to the kids

Convicts in streets slangin' dope smokin' weed

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

But his swag so dope he fuck them bitches from behind

Gotta give it to you girl you're one of a kind

Young nigga from the bottom and i never had a way

Cant smoke more weed than us we smoke dope like big bales of hay

My bitches like to cut the dope, and bag it for a dime and at the same time

From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

Fuck nazis ' hoes and fuck illuminati's bitches