This is a song about "A girl fucking up"

Seduce the girl, now that's a fucking lie,

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

Trying to look like a duck, selfie-girl knows whats up

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

A fucking love bouncy gangster beats turned up real loud

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud

So they quote me and love me like i’m a poet or something

Girl listen when you ready for good loving, instead of hood fucking

I had a long day and i really wanna fuck

Ain't a fucking party until someone throws up

Girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

A fucking love bouncy gangster beats turned up real loud

I'd rather eat a fucking bullet than put up with this shit

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

Saw your girl got a taste and hurled up color like butter cup

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut