This is a song about "Chilling with my brahs"

V2: maybe she's chilling with rich kids and i can't compete

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

Chilling with some smoking maybe just a couple beers,

Rich off of grammer like i'm managing frasier, cheers

His blood chilling windows start drilling into my soul

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll

Or chilling enjoying the green highlands

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

That way i know for sure your love is really genuine

I love chilling with you girl you look so fine

Snipers chilling in idol building waiting to take my life and end it

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

And when the day end im chilling with three bad bitches

And i be talking about me, i do this