This is a song about "Boys ain t right"

Us bitches are learning to run these boys

Simply out of this world by choice

Trying to catch me riding dirty

Boys tell me they love me

But she forgot about the golden rule

The old boys' club in an all-boys school

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

You don't mess with 12, my boys

Bought a brand new car for my after party

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

Cuz if i like what i see ill pick my choice

First i stack some money, then go to war with them boys

Ask the boys i'm right it was non stop

Okay man you do the drop

On the sofa, poppin' bottles, at the same damn time

Girl no matter what you do you ain gonna cross the line,