This is a song about "Cost"

Talking caramel with them asses like the strippers

She shot out his windows that cost him 3 figures

Monster unleashed from the gate no matter what the cost

If you thought it, it better be what you want

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

They cost me 11 million so get on your knees and treat me well.

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

My prints all across you but this surely will cost you

Where you belong with your family

Oh don't reply you already cost me

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

This shit cost money and i'm always fucking broke,

Rolex on my wrist cost me 12 chickens

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Dick soft as fuck, but somehow i go hard

Slash your throat into tomato sauce, you'll pay the cost,