This is a song about "Bitchs that don t let go"

When i let that teck go hoes gone wet it up

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

And that goes for don, 420, justin, carl, great, and randy,

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Wale dc said we on joe

You just gotta let it go

You don;t thin anymore

That's just the beginning of war

Go dissed raise your hands and rise up start screamin t

Everybody watching while you touching real money

And just looked at the whole situation

Soaked smelly t-shirt, let my heart do a spin.

"what you doin'?" nothin' much, would shout some other stuff

She has these two perfect eyes that i can't let go of

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

And just in time your head is mine