This is a song about "Cory s mom"

Clap two times if you drunk

My g"s have been handcuffed,

S queezys very bold

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

S on my chest like a superman vest

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get