This is a song about "I know now bitches"

They know i'm tryna get that montana dough

Fuckin wit fbg you crazy now i really know

Best friends in hospital i dont know what to do,go to some bitches house and just screw,

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room

Now i gotta run, i'll see you bitches soon

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

I know... you think... you can't eat any more right now

When they hear me rocking the groove

Now that i know the truth,

One time for the 305, though

Now i know i'm more to grow.

Make room for the groom married to his music

Those bitches know that i got a big dick

I really shouldn't be here now- i don't fuck the heathen bitches

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes