This is a song about "Party with my guys"

Party with bitches that throw parties too much

Lying to yourself, all over an image

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

Glasses, go back to stripping for guys with slim d's!

Going out with different guys and i could tell

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

You probably sleep with twenty guys a season/

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

Mama whip with 5 of my guys, 4 holdin'

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

You got with other guys, i see that as treason/

Yo you guys have got my ass hyper with all these cyphers

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

Deceiving the heads with prices. i'm one of the big guys.