This is a song about "Club sandwiches"

Best believe they gon' see it, darling

I left the club departing

Talking about fight club,

A twenty somethin cup

Bitches is artificially duck

She was the queen of the club

Hitmen taking out people at the club

Take em to the crib, yeah we gon fuck

Stimulating night in club type of fact

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

You were right here all along

Blew up the club i'm gone

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

The old boys' club in an all-boys school