This is a song about "I get bitches to do shit for me"

I look all around me, you bitches ain't assessing this shit

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

It was my decision to get clean, i did it for me

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

I don't do it for others i just do it for me

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

Look, i lost my nigga over nothing though

Listen up bitches, do you need me to take it slow?

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

The more mo bills i get the more shit come free to me

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

Facing the shit i paced to flee, catering for me,

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose

Nothing for me to cut them bitches loose/