This is a song about "But"

I can't drive a car but

Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck

But i do fuck. up but that only happens

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Rhythms to write it in, but

Money i make em buck

And i don't mean to be blunt but

I know you're mad, but so what

Bury my foes, up in drift but

Without your love it's cold as fuck

But i could portray a gangster but i'll never do that

So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

But i'm a lazy boy but there's change in my lining