This is a song about "Dope bitches weed and snitches"

Convicts in streets slangin' dope smokin' weed

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

Tryna stay clear of my foes

Bought the dope and have hoes

Put up and smoke that weed,

From the back seat, back seat

I get more respect from the motherfuckin' dope manthe grammy's and american music shows

I hate bitches snitches stab them with syringes throw em in ditches and holes fuck hoes/

We kill all em snitches and we do it fast.

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

I used to sneak and smoke stress weed

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

Of the coke and the smoke of weed