This is a song about "Bitches love sosa"

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

You know the type of bitches that fell in love with that glass dick

Still got me another deal big as any nigga in music

Any club we out we prolly' tearin' up the sofa

City on the come up, shout that nigga sosa!

I love corpses, abortion, distortion, bitches who pussy all contorted

Trust me these niggas rushed me for something my cousin probably did

I'm hearin' rumors so you need to switch

Bitches love me like i'm tcb band polo bitch//

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Yeah, long as my bitches love me

If you ain't about money

Long as my bitches love me

That shoebox shit, over with

Flexin on these bitches