This is a song about "Bitches on my d"

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime

Bitches on my lines i aint got no fucking time

I just want to be on my w-double e-d,

You got pets? me too: mine are dead

Drink whatever's left, kill the pussy, tombstone

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

Thats my belief, and imma stick wit it like my semen when i hit it on the bitches

Keeping my lyrical, intelligence higher than bitches on crystal,

He thinks aw, forget it, its so insignificant and little

Bitches licking on my cock

You see him as a god

They calling me often to offer me walls

Know that im thuggin these bitches all on my balls

My snapback with got a d on it, my snapchat got her titties on it.

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that