This is a song about "Champgane and killing and luxury"

With these macs i've got a bad habit

Made a living and a killing off it

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

Made a living and a killing off it

Soaring around, killing titans and their legions/

So here i am at the store for some chips

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

And i'm coming and i'm killing to make your life depart

Get ya money up, jewelry tight, swagger right

I'm killing rappers and throwing their bodies aside/

Id be killing corrupt mother fuckers, peadophiles and rapists

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

And their luxury life of crime, i'm writing rhymes on iron horses,

I ain't hugging the corner, but i hustle so enormous

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

But killing and hitting it off, leave you breathless/