This is a song about "Fucking bitches in the ass"

-ttention. you don't gotta listen just give a fuck

Gluteus is in the air make sure that bitches ass is up

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

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

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

Bitches flock to the ciroc used to get off in socks

Look, i lost my nigga over nothing though

Your flow is more fucked than the bitches in my bronco

I fucked you up, straight in the ass!

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

You bitches are in the wrong time and wrong place

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Fake ass bitches twerkin for attention

While i'm fucking your mom in the ass dude, with no damn lube

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot