This is a song about "3 homies chilling making classic"

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

Chilling with his homies high instead of caring for his kid,

Chilling out in the shade

Till i'm well-paid, bail's paid

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

Metronome, chilling with better whores

All my new bitches seem to get old real quick

Doing it like a classic dre's chronic

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

Who only care about chilling with a blunt and making a mil/

A classic or catastrophic

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

Arrive at the building, around 9 am smoke a cigarette just chilling,

Listen, uno papi chulo bout to show you what you been missing