This is a song about "Thirsty niggas"

And put another half a mil in my bank account

Start piling up the body count, man im the blood thirsty count,

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

You thirsty? you sound hungry, here are some rations.

And only cheat on my broad if i run out of answers

I'm thirsty for some blood your probably gunna need a big hearse

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

Your lookin thirsty, your acting like you actually spat some rap towards me,

My throat is so dry, and i am so thirsty

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Thirsty hoes, and its a drought

High on loud when i be ridin' out

Paintin perfect pictures ain't never worked, my misery

Im ridein around with that big 30, these fat bitch's they stay thirsty