This is a song about "Tired ima get bitches"

Where you belong with your family

Bitches aint cant get over me

Plus she outrun any youngin that i've hung with

You gotta know the motto get money then bitches

Man, fuckin wit dis nigga get them bitches giddy

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Your ho be on my penis, she check my french, bitch

You frail artist, ima get rid of ya stale garbage

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

Giving em my brain ima get a concussion boy

Every time i write a new flow bitches seem to get low,

This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city joe

I think i'm starting to get tired, let me wake up dink a couple energy drinks and get wired

Fuck around and get tossed up, by the fuckin outlawzbefore i leave, make sure everybody heard