This is a song about "These bitches blownin my phone up puthem on read"

Know that im thuggin these bitches all on my balls

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

All these bitches ugly, call them girls up

I woulda done anything for my own

Ya like that let me know on my the phone

Baby heading down a cloud

On my phone miss havin you around

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home

I hope we both do learn from this

Flexin on these bitches

So i ended up all alone

Stop blowin up my phone

With canons hanging from our necks like it's a mothafuckin' circus

These bitches gettin' shady, tryna' catch me up on purpose