This is a song about "Buckle up"

They like talking, its like gossip

I see the sun comin up

Fuck it, odd future some nazis, black nazis don't copy

Hold up, hold up, hold up, popped a molly (popped a molly)

Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck

Put 'em up, put 'em up!

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

Or do you buckle your knees when you're hit,

Please show love, make way for the bad girls club

Problems stackin up, pretty soon im packin up

People will use u up,

But you know what

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

You got phat pockets like a fat boy

It's gonna be a fight up

Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club