This is a song about "Beat your ass hoe"

Lights will flash, cars will crash

That are targeted at your ass.

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

Beat your ass so bad the doctor screamin "what the fuck"

Before i kick your ass

Got my foot on the gas

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Beat your faggot ass til you come back into conscious

Secret society all we ask is trust

I'll beat your ass like a jealous husband.

Bring your pen and your weed stash

Completely your fault dumb ass

But the plan is to show you that i understand

Kick over the can beat his ass and leave him 9 grand

I got some woods in yellow, to the burbs im ghetto

That's my cash flow; the mass of the ass attached to my last hoe