This is a song about "Beating up someone"

Looking up to see if i can ask someone who's damning me

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Ain't a fucking party until someone throws up

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

Someone open up a rap rehab, it's for a good cause

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

Whenever someone brings up that topic my heart gets cut like wood

Heart's cursed hurting, beating, pumping current

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Altering their skin till they heart stop beating

So now we in the hotel, mirrors on the ceiling

And getting money is the song i sing

I can hear your heart over beating

Got 4 pumps and his heart beating/

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing