This is a song about "Cs go"

So i, i stack paper and keep it ghetto

You dont owe me, now here we go go, go

Yo, okay here we go.

In the club like fuck it, though

That's right, heheheyo, i heard you got beat up by the police

''how did he?'' easy like a. b. c. d's fruity vitamin c's.

Who real bitches check me out though

Enemies pissed, they gotta go

I making money everywhere i go

And i made it with that dope flow

Go go go go fuck your assy hole eya-eya o

The hot-box vehicle like breathing out the window

I miss you at my recent show

You dont owe me, now here we go go,go

She so sweet, shortie feed my ego

You just gotta let it go