This is a song about "Ex bestie"

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

Im moving on from ex , but i get jealous , am i a hypocrite?

You remind me of my ex, cause you both know how to blow/

Poppa took the television, but left the radio

So i sit back and roll up the next, while im blazed my ex hit me up with a text,

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Ex-hoes wanna call me,

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

My ex-hoes keep ballin out,

I've got nothin' to worry about

With my ex girlfriends still trying to dig they way out

I like my women soft-spoken but the weed loud