This is a song about "Weed and bad bitches"

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

You can hear it in my lyrics

Picked up smoking weed ever since bad trips,

Yeah i know we never got to meet

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

I fear no opponent

Bad bitches that roll my blunt

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby

Since then all that bad bitches wanna blow me

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

Bitches fiend, cut in half like the laced weed,

And when the day end im chilling with three bad bitches

Know i’m reppin’ this, shoot and i don’t ever miss

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

Smoking weed and listening to rap