This is a song about "Teenage boys"

That's why i'm makin' money

Boys tell me they love me

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Us bitches are learning to run these boys

Been wishing and dreaming sitting believing that i,l come and change with my voice/

The dirty south boys,i just thank god i made it out boys,

And when it seems that i'm hopeless

Teenage and adult girls cant resist us

Collabs i write are "dope" to me, even though there's no points,

Ducks with the quack quack noise, fuck all the quack pack boys

My teenage years were fucked up,

On they car note to go to the club

Don't worry just done get inside

Lookin at my boys like