This is a song about "Girls going out"

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

I'm blowing out your dome because i'm going cold with vengeance

We wake up, i go to work, she leave out

They are going to ran out like their mouth just drought.

Good girls going bad, i'm the dude she fuck but she don't introduce me to dad

No magic out the hattell baby bye bye, i'm never coming back

I'm on my deen inshallah, i'mma get 'er right

You going to throw me out now that you know this n***** white

I'm a royalty nominee going all out on sheer will

My high school girlfriend dykin', my side bitch ain't take her pill

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

I'm flying big, my rhymes are going out of the park