This is a song about "Banging in the shower"

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

We hope in the shower, best believe that bitch gon scrub me

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

That thick curly hair still wet from the shower

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

I'm the beuaty queen b with gangster status that's banging

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

Shower you like a jew in nazi gas

The gang-banging and violence, is the sweetest song

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

See me in the streets, i be banging with my beats

Although the route's foul, we need similac powder

"why don't you come on in, robs just in the shower"

That barely allows to pay the rent and take a fucking shower,

You just need to know i’m comin’, i’ll kill you niggas this summer