This is a song about "Flexing on these lame hoes"

So i can nut on these hoes

I think that she knows

These hoes are for anyone

It ain't where i been

These hoes really feeling it

Well, i can handle that

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

Every single one of these bitches are standard hoes,

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Blalalahhh is all i see when you wrote these lame bars

What up girl, tell me how you been

All these hoes copying chelsea kitchin

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Check me out ain't no time pout, my rhymes are sick these hoes be on my dick