This is a song about "Money n bitches n kush"

They'l diss your dissonance n' rip your ligaments 'n' dick quick

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick

Sipping moscato with models having exotic dishes

We got the lyrics, we get the dissing, 'n we killed them bitches

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

And just ball like kobe n pau gasol these bitches

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Hot shots to your sternum n melon have u hurtin n yellin

For those whey no fit dey fix son

To strengthen your defending 'n

She smiled n' laughed but inside she sighed n' grasped,

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat