This is a song about "Bitches love my swag"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Bitches love that shit more than candy

Wood chain with a jesus

Baby if you want my love

Cuz the bitches like us, but they love our home.

Drink whatever's left, kill the pussy, tombstone

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

Told them i love it when bitches roll up my weed for me

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

Wetter than a swish and i never miss

Or you'll be useless like my bitches.

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

Taliban swag, my career gon' blow up