This is a song about "Cocain and bitches"

They know i'm tryna get that montana dough

She suckin and swallow man bitches are hallow

Party, poppin pills, and poopin on slutty bitches.

With an impending mixtape that only seems like a myth

Tracks hyping bitches and freaks

Tryna kill my dreams

Gotta be something for me write this

And if you looka all the bitches...

They talk about the clubs and the benz and ratchet bitches,

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

And bad bitches give me head and tell

True player, cory mo cold as hell

Degrade our women calling them hoes and bitches

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

Ask her address she holla saks fifth

I maim and wound fake ass crowned bitches