This is a song about "Club soda"

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

We got acid in the air like we was pourin soda

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

Never gonna stop more flow than a shook soda pop

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

Munchies, i blamed soda or something that i ate.

Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans

In a strip club getting a lap dance

Hit the club she drop it low

I ain't tryna brag though

We're young and we don't give a fuck

Who's sneaking in the club?

Who know this be the life that i really live

My voice is bubblier than soda fizz, wish,

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

Dont see how you can hate from my side of the club