This is a song about "Ex girl drugs"

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

Ex-convict but still behind them bars

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

Then all i really want is for her to go down low

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Sell a dub mix some drugs

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

That's why they can't mess up my flow

Thank fuck my ex use to moan tho

Thank fuck my ex use to moan tho

Dig, these niggas is fake joe