This is a song about "Dolans fucking bitches"

Im tired of these bitches

It's a beautiful bliss

Flexin on these bitches

This is how she want to live

Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line

Bitches on my lines i aint got no fucking time

And i ain't tripping, my only competition’s the mirror

I crawl up and down bitches legs like im a fucking caterpillar,

Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Those bitches are on standby gasping fucking breathlessly,

That shoebox shit, over with

No apologies for these bitches