This is a song about "Club soda"

Blew up the club i'm gone

Look, by the end of this song

Ace in the club yea we dealin cards

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Stimulating night in club type of fact

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

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

'nova- i'll sit on my sofa and shit in your soda

But he ain't beggin' for itand you can't love it you can

#big #shots like louisiana soda, slang, better learn it damn,

Talking about fight club,

Without your love it's cold as fuck

All my other people that dance around

It's just my soda mixed with brown

Say what you wanna but

She was the queen of the club