This is a song about "Chillin with my girls"

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

But i'm making it, chillin' with my niggas dream chasin' it

I've become immune to you no name haters

I get jelous when your with other girls

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

Desire get confused and you could lose your direction

I'll be chillin in the rap house with you out lookin in.

They bringing me fish and chips

Noise like lil girls with curls n clips

Girls, power, money, it ain't my motivation,

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

Never felt better chillin with buds on ghosts with a vector shooting thugs

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts