This is a song about "Kush condoms drugs lick bitches hoes yo momma making a movie booty call sunrise"

Chica-go-getter from odd future, used to ride solo

Bitches and hoes, yo, get smothered underneath the snow,

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

Ex-hoes wanna call me,

What them tippers don't see

Hit me up for a booty call.

Just as you rose you will fall

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this

Degrade our women calling them hoes and bitches

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

I know yo momma taught you better,