This is a song about "Chillin with the crew"

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

I got three bad bitches, with some green we chillin on the scene,

We just chillin with crew

Look, ambition will define you

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

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue

Im throwin' divebombs with my rapper crew

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

Chillin' at the cottage, drinks by the pool

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

Looking like the resurrection of mahatma gandhi with my crew behind me

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

Chillin with presidents name barack

The original crew grew too/

Don’t mean to disrespect you