This is a song about "Bangin ms"

If i dont bag i’ll be thinking bout your ass

And smash whores, bangin' in the car like shaky bass

The facts that are surging is down on ms. perfect

But i'm feelin' my dancei had one pill left

Let the good times roll with my allies, bangin' out with italians, wise guys,

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Will i win or will lose, depression gang-bangin till i bruise

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Im eating m&ms tonight cause i got a sweet tooth that bites

Hitting the mary jane and fucking ms. stacy on the beach

So closely listen up for a more adorable speech

I think i just heard ms cleo

Spending money when your wallet gets low