This is a song about "Wher is my bitch at"

Then landed on my throttle

My new bitch is now a model

My flow is ice cold. bitch go get a sweater.

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

But bitch i'm at my peak, you'll never reduce me/

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

Saying my song is ass lemme see you try bitch

And these artists don't need me they already rich

The cloth from which we came me and them is not the same

I will dominate my fate, bitch learn that hutch is the name!

The beat that is at my feet

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Yo my bitch is a good girl, she makes no mistakes

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

Sorry bitch this is my world where time doesnt exist