This is a song about "I can have your main chick and buy your bitch"

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around

Seeing as i can full mount your bitch too many times to count

Intoxicated rebels came in to fuck your chick

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick

She thinking she my main bitch, but really she the side chick

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Your chick will be fed up and gone and then called fedex

Got a beans if you wanna pop

Who running your block and what chick be hot

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

Nah, a dollar might just fuck your main bitch that's just how i feel (nah)