This is a song about "Bankrolls and bugattis"

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

And nasty remains and bones

And i don't think homes

My sim card's the bomb

And once i'm dead and gone

And some strawberries and some chocolate

He screamed "thug life" and emptied the clip

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

Aw shit, the piggy is getting near

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

After pleasure there’s paineven though we're broke for the moment

And i ain't frontin for her

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Fuck them, fly together

And don't ever (and don't ever)