This is a song about "A saturday night drug trade"

Her love is like a drug

I love you though i'll still fuck

Greenist moncler shit, earth tones in the winter

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

That saturday night when you kissed my heart

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark

You claim you a thug crook a drug cook you ain't it

You never play with young boys cause they never private

Play this shit while you contemplate

I ain't religious, just for the drug trade

Like live from the chi', it's saturday night

Can't pop fly, i get my socks tied

Okay lamborghini mercy, yo chick, she so thirsty

I can see it clear as summer sun on a saturday

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

You say you trappin and you never even sold a drug,