This is a song about "Cargo shorts"

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Drugs hidden in my shorts, fill the street corners with kids

All you need is clean shorts and some nikes?

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

Head game outta control, super heroes on the floor

The cargo youc arried at this point was going to stop your

And when it's said and done

Your shorts (errahh) yo check it son

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Dude with a mullet bussin shorts wearing flip flops

You going to the club though, you soaking in sorrow

My great brain, the freight train, loaded up with cargo

Doobies roll your booty ho alexis know the truthy, bro

Then i left the hood, like fuck it don't need the cargo

Then i switched the grill on the chevy, got a nose job

You fall low on cargo until you come to a stop