This is a song about "Tired ima get bitches"

So you don't drown, when you decide to follow

Bitches and hoes, yo, get smothered underneath the snow,

You frail artist, ima get rid of ya stale garbage

Fat sack of knives in the passenger side, bitch

Could i make you my baby

Bitches aint cant get over me

I need something to hold fuck that passive aggression

More bitches in ma section,bad bitch trynna get ma attention

Nigga there is a difference between bitches and real women

With a flip of the tongue ima rapist face it watch you bitches run

Bitches flock to the ciroc used to get off in socks

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

Giving em my brain ima get a concussion boy

All the japanese bitches get hungry as i walk by.

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die