This is a song about "Weed n bitches"

Momma caught me tryna sell some weed

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Who be puffin that weed

Sometimes i think, what i need

And just ball like kobe n pau gasol these bitches

Malignant, belligerent, believe me i'm living this

I keep my money neat

Put up and smoke that weed,

Stay bitches, yeah low in your caves bitches

Uppity bitches, handling business

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy

Told them i love it when bitches roll up my weed for me

A hit,coz i already got weed

But hey yo look, money from across the street

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

But fuck it, we love to smoke weed,