This is a song about "Weed and bad bitches"

My bitches had a bad day twerk it up

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Niggas talk murder, but they ain't gon ride

Chillin in da park wit bad bitches in my sight

All them bad bitches tryna look so tough

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

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

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

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

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

Bad bitches in my office, call it bad business.

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

Translation cause my life is too sweet

Bitches fiend, cut in half like the laced weed,

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet