This is a song about "These bitches ain t shit"

I just want somebody i can see

That's why all these bitches frosty.

Long as these bitches love me

Hey, must be the money

And these bitches will never ever stop it

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that

That's why all these bitches frosty.

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

These bitches coming to us cos they helpless

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

And i drop top off in a hot cold

These wack bitches getting old

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Holes all in ya t-shit, call that holy moly