This is a song about "Bitches popping pussy"

She say you got a pussy!

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Kitty cornered now you're hissing pussy

Thing popping like a thing of wine. i meant the only

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

While them bitches always gossip, she busy going shopping

Thats a lot of pot brah with no seeds a popping

I swear ri got a hit with this

Popping champagne bottles, lord he is

Grosse pointes blank popping in your back before i cut slack

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

Before we see it's hard to live

Popping clips to leave your whole body stiff

Popping lame rappers, i'll hit ya dome with caps, and style's dire,

We can talk things over a little a while