This is a song about "Bad end night to a bad end night"

And i'll be rich if i get another diss

And when the day end im chilling with three bad bitches

Day turns to night a new year starts

All on the furniture with no regards

We're out with the stars, you're on your way to the best night ever

Last night there was a witness, another body to dismember

On a bad night i'll get a couple threes like stephon curry

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

This road.....never seems to end

Beach on the weekend

What a perfect night to hunt down someone downtown

Oh no we got to slow the city down

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

You suck like a hoover, i'm here to end your term, sir