This is a song about "My bitches"

And you ride with this

I call all my bitches

Spattering bitches brains everywhere with my pistol,

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

I dont need bitches, bitches flock at my name

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

100 bitches on my dick

She's cute but her forehead's big

Bitches be on my mind

Cause i’m back on my grind

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

Banging bitches on my walls

Wearin' nothin' but they fuckin' blast with the matchin' turban

Shittin' on bitches like my fetishes are german,

If y’all important, i come at you, firing poems

Got many bitches on my plate at once