This is a song about "Fake ass bitches"

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

You other bitches is fake, just like baloney,

Fake ass bitches twerkin for attention

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Shore you got drive, don't turn fake on they ass

I could spend my whole life tryna get cash

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that

I fuck bitches and they don't have to fake it

When fake bitches see people they haven't seen in years

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Enough is enough with your fake ass lines

All the time with this glock of mines

Bitch no one believes your fake ass lies

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

Outta all them fucking fake bitches i thought you were the truest

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink