This is a song about "Bottoms up"

Ambition mixing liquor with life's lemons

I never show up end up getting suspensions

She was the queen of the club

I made all this shit up

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

On my back boy, holla back boy

Course not, i'm big like horse nut

Please put ya lighter’s up

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

Some of you bitches look stupid as fuck

Just waiting to fire up

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

Don't wake up, don't wake up, don't wake up too fast