This is a song about "Got many bitchies"

I got so many niggas i can't remember all they names

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw

Got so many witches, the curse pile's running low

Cuz i got too many stacks

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

I dropped it and gave the whole world my germs

Cuz i got so many lines, i put some in reserves.

Got many bitches on my plate at once

If y’all important, i come at you, firing poems

I heard ya lost do you know your way around

How many times i got to say it for it to count?

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

Tell the truth, i ain’t gon’ lie, i got so many rides

Come clean gangstas are mean i got many dreams

This is not somethin that i wrote for tha queens