This is a song about "Fuk bitches"

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

So calm and so sound, u rap battle kats might aswell say fuk it/

That shit was wack as fuck

What the fuck what the fuk what

Feel the size of a phyllis hyman note

Don't fuk up today. that's not the code.

Never ever fuk wit chu

I'm here tryin' to pull you through

I call all my bitches

2dopeboyz i know you like this

As often, i do this

Teach him dt fucks all the bitches

But i don't got the steak for y'all dishes

I'll take there homies,family and bitches

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

How the fuk could they have a chance