This is a song about "Bluffing chrous"

When you bluffing, and end up doing nothing

Good evening, uhm, everybody listening

I'm all in now, i ain't bluffing

Nah i ain't sprung or nothing

He says all this whack ass shit but we all know hes bluffing,

Have that consistence drive long as your motor’s running

But if she wanna roll wit me she gotta blow something

And i'll enjoy your suffering, you think i'm bluffing,

Gotta be lies, look mom! don't cry! he's bluffing, see that cold look in his eyes!

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Niggas dying like its nothing

But they're just bluffing

I probably body you on instagram banging and bluffing

Somebody tell justin beiber that i'm fuckin' coming

Money ain't a thing

Quit bluffing, you're nothing.