This is a song about "Being with you"

You should lock me up for being so dope with a flow so cold

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Why you being inadmissible,

I got rich from a little struggle

Being the best is something you can’t be

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy

Focusing on being what you wanted to be.

Fuck a quarter, i wish you well being

Light skinned women, all sex everything

I'ma finicky about being round you wannabes,

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

Oughta eat the bitch with salt and wash it down with a gallon of water

Losing great part of your sences when you definitly being with her

Walk right behind you being invisible

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble