This is a song about "A girl that caught feelings four"

Looking at your money

That girl meant a lot to me

Dropping a honda four twenty on four twenty,

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

That a girl really wanted

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

I said alright, enthused that my lord gave a listen

// [she's just a girl who claims that i am the one]

With feelings that we're dry

And now we high

Killed a cop and didn't get caught

Got a beans if you wanna pop

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught