This is a song about "Fake bitches at shook"

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Fake ass bitches twerkin for attention

All the bitches with drake hands who got fake plans,

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

You've heard from rags to riches, fake rappers are bitches

I maim and wound fake ass crowned bitches

And i got mad love to give

All the fat bitches at the bar will probably grab the bill

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

So disappointed cause baby that shit was so phony

You other bitches is fake, just like baloney,

Look at ur tits duck are they fake duck

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

That's fake, how you rag on the "haters", fags, and bitches,

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with