This is a song about "Your chick is a thot"

Intoxicated rebels came in to fuck your chick

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

I got a hundred bitches here tryna be my main chick

I grew up on circuit boys and go-go music

Who running your block and what chick be hot

I'd rather not live like there isn't a god

Your bro ain't that much different than a chick

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

All my new bitches seem to get old real quick

Walking down a street saw a hot chick

She's a thot i guessed i learned the truth the hard way

I'm feedin her the light just like what the chorus say

That why is baddest chick

Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick

Your chick will be fed up and gone and then called fedex

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs