This is a song about "Ciroc"

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

On that ciroc, runnin this place

I'm ciroc without puffy, that's comedy that not funny. i'm a kill and thrill, spill

Me lay down tracks. so take a step back and look in the mirror then maybe you will

Bitches flock to the ciroc used to get off in socks

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots

We sometimes acknowledge the beat as from

Sippen on ciroc till my body hits the numb

Drinkin ciroc out of the bottle

As i light one for ill will

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

But damn it...who'd ever mix up ciroc, powder, n' sum' meth?//

Ciroc cock got me shootin' up on a hot block

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop