This is a song about "Snitches are bitches who fall in ditches and get stiches"

She suckin and swallow man bitches are hallow

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

Snitches, get left in ditches, there 50 bitches, spit so fast my lips need stitches

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Your friends wit snitches and that gives us suspicion bout you in business.

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

This song alone is getting more kids laid than bitches who get paid to fuck,

But the plan is to show you that i understand

We kill all em snitches and we do it fast.

My crewsurvive reincarnation after i’m dead

I'm sick and twisted which bitches just don't seem to get

In which are people who believes in one,

Lord knows that four door fit eight women