This is a song about "Ciroc corona"

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Corona beers with a round of alligator clips

Back pack smell like sour and breath like corona

Aroma, strong enough to bring ‘em outta coma

Then you'll try to spike my corona with sleeping pills

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

I function with you and you flaunt your pistol

Drinkin ciroc out of the bottle

Its ironic #hypno fell asleep, this was a #dissed #illation- can u beat me still?

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

On that ciroc, runnin this place

Say you through will all my foul ways

Corona beers with a round of alligator clips

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Sippen on ciroc till my body hits the numb

I ain't really into sports, that's just where i'm from