This is a song about "Countries in southwest europe"

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

Move to europe, ah fuck it, blow it up,

I’ll take you touring europe

Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club

In a private jet while i'm walking in

My position improving, not to mention

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Phone in his hand, coffee in his spleen.

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Watch you in,watch you in, watch you in, im in for the win

I love women, air max's and liquor stores

Killers walk free, countries having civil wars,

Munchies, hi hutchies, eat lunchies, make countries,

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

Taskforce reporting in

And picture me rollin