This is a song about "Buying a house for my girl frend"

Nah i ain't sprung or nothing

Use yo girl for a one night fling

Yo we get the dank and bounce

Grow it in my red house

Girl your ass so big i could build a house on it

You need more assist than the handicapped kids, oh, shit

In my new girl, she's a striking resemblance

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

Fuck cops, i'm a fucking rock star

At least i have my own house and a car!

Outside of popeyes eating chicken and fries

Denying my skill but i will not be buying your lies

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

To livin in a house with food my stomach

Buying a killing product, giving killers my money, for some honey,

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody