This is a song about "You need a bad bitches"

Bad bitches that roll my blunt

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Bad bitches all around me dont need em got my own

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

Three bad bitches in a row like tic tac toe

My liver's cold, i got the frigid flow

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Even without a label i still got a couple bad bitches with me

Ain't that how black's do it, right

Your my bad boy you dont need to hide

All them bad bitches tryna look so tough

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

I ask him how the bad bitches

It's a beautiful bliss