This is a song about "Phony girls"

Where maino at? in my new whip with the same old strap

You got a corny flow and some phony rap

But got love for them girls

Adabo to my haters

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

So disappointed cause baby she was so phony

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Everyone in the rap games your bitch cause you aint no phony

I get jelous when your with other girls

You little young-ass motherfuckers

Bullet holes in your mind you the phony

And she ain't bout get no ring, jim kelly homey

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

So now i ain't gonna be so kind because we all know that your phony,

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

She was a phony goalie