This is a song about "Ex gir"

My ex-hoes keep ballin out,

Fuck what y’all talkin’ about

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

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

You were the one that wants to be my ex,

Your ex is so desprite he needs an international date line

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Than drank that wine which is ex water,

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her