This is a song about "Cocain and bitches"

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

I'll take there homies,family and bitches

With terms of release, bitches, money and yachts

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

And have the vatican blastin "bitches and dope"/

You pay your favorite stripper car note

And bad bitches give me head and tell

Got four underneath the old-school as well

And just ball like kobe n pau gasol these bitches

I’m just a young nigga caught up in this rap business

2dopeboyz i know you like this

I maim and wound fake ass crowned bitches

Well bitches stop flurring, eat chips and relax

Yeah ballgame, i swear the hoes wasn’t in my plans

And when the day end im chilling with three bad bitches

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live