This is a song about "Star bad bitches versace lambos"

Bitches cling similar to a star fish on my arm which

And i'm wolf, that was me who shoved the cock in your bitch

And bad bitches give me head and tell

Only getting high cuz we closer to hell

Discussin bad bitches and the wish for bare thighs

You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice

Chillin in da park wit bad bitches in my sight

When you was leaving, did he put up a fight

And everybody's having sex

I got ten bad bitches in two bunk beds,

Of bad bitches and good tree

And my kick game beyond crazy

She gon get the mils for this

I ask him how the bad bitches

Lookin' at the bad bitches, smokin' on the best smoke

I don't rap flipping coke, i just try to give em hope