This is a song about "Your my only bitch"

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

I been in the zone like my whole life my new bitch your old wife

Bitch let me explain, now your in my fucking domain

He said he needed a come up, because selling nicks' was lame

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

Where i stick my dick out and pork your bitch mouth/

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

The dude that your with is only a bitch nigga so let him be

Ain't nobody checking for your garbage

I'm the only gangster who doesn't have a bitch.

All that ass in your jeans

Got your bitch in my sheets

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

A black cloud is my mascot your unworthy crap is the only thing you have got

Your bitch is like a kiss from a rose on my tulips

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