This is a song about "Drugs and weed"

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

And get me some more drugs

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

She abused drugs, alcohol, and smoked frequently

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

We're just teens but thieves and fiends, slangin' drugs,

Smoking weed and listening to rap

We never tattle, let god handle that

Bitches is artificially duck

With some weed and a cup