This is a song about "Brazil world cup"

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

And i just love your flashy ways

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Shaking, making fists and staring at what was clearly an "a cup"

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

Flashed the bartender, then stuck my dick in her tip cup

When you took my hand up so calm

Screw up the cup, i'm on

Yellow diamonds iced up, purple drank white cup

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Lots of drugs and boos in his cup

It's not making sense to you right now but