This is a song about "Bottle service"

At a funeral service lurking and snatching purses

I'm ballin you niggas is arliss so watch this

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

Dial up words but they're not in service

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Or medicine in a green bottle

As i light one for ill will

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

But fuck that i gotta bottle opener

As they juggle knives for a deadly purpose, entertaining service, recursive

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

Aboard the accord the bottle i poured

Nigga cue me in i'm a peruvian drug lord

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love