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

Yeah, i never dreamed of a gift

I aint a drug addict

Then going on a drug binge

And i’m ballin' bitch

It's saturday night/ i wan't back in the fight/ i wan't back in the game/

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

New school, old school outside

2am on a sunday night

If i bomb on saturday

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Its my own drug begging never to unplug for the night

Nigga i tranquilize a bucketful of crabs damn right

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

I remember,yah, it was saturday

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her