This is a song about "Bass pounds"

The candle had weight, had to of been 3 pounds.

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

No role models, except for them dudes slangin pounds

Basic hoes? toss em out, can’t even get waffle house

We in the field building muscle while you watch the house

Especially with stomach growls, absent dads, thunder pounds,

The candle had weight, had to of been 3 pounds.

I'm chicken stripping off your lil blouse

The thunder pounds, the stomach growls escape crack dealers,

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

Drop the bass like it's straight outta college

‘fore he hit the room, hear a “vroom!” from the porsche bitch

Cracks what i'm flippin and i'm shippin it in fuckin pounds

Make account getting vows spitting movable bowels

If i can't get money i'd rather be down some pounds

And i'm as high as deion feet is headed to the house