This is a song about "Casual drinks"

Then lost her faith again

Run out of drinks, no complain

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

Weeds good drinks cold musics loud in this bitch

Grab some drinks and girls time to get gnarly

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Given her the tlc i'll never creep then

But these drinks i do depend on them

Throwing and animal while rowing casual

A first rounder, y'all don't want a russell

So the homie wale can leave the hook right

Fizzy drinks and gremlins, you know my world's filled with sprite?

That's why i never claimed i was the best

Smoking weed having drinks and those days never end