This is a song about "Clubs"

//where do y'all see me? not at the clubs, yo

Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

Im making hits about this and in clubs hoes be shaking it

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Amen, they say you only live once

Niggas be telling me how you make niggas in the strip clubs cum in frequent

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

Cause it’ll part the red c on your clubs fitted

Guess you niggas wasn't listening, homeroom shit

Joining clubs in highschool so they can debate

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

Took em to the clubs, let em fuck studs

100 miles and running, wale, catch dubs

From the streets of nyc to clubs playing the beat

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need