This is a song about "Fucking bitches and selling drugs"

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

Amen, they say you only live once

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags

I use bitches like fucking dirty rags

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Those bitches are on standby gasping fucking breathlessly,

Probly from selling or doing drugs

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

You live life fuck bitches get the mula too kids don't do drugs just stay kool

But you the only one who ain't tellingi tell you it's a cold world, stay in school

And rappers started selling out to make a few club hits,

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

I crawl up and down bitches legs like im a fucking caterpillar,