This is a song about "I got 20 bitches with me"

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

Afer a match with me bitches come out handicap,

Bitches love money and i got a lot of money

And them blacker girls ain't on the tube usually

All the bitches with drake hands who got fake plans,

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

I got a hundred bitches here tryna be my main chick

And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

Even without a label i still got a couple bad bitches with me

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

I got more riches than you fuck more bitches than you

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue

Like keep grinding boy, your life can change in one year

I got 20/20 vision so this stuff i'll make it clear,