This is a song about "Cus battle"

Cause in the end girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

I will bittle battle bittle battle bittle battle to any sound

Sing my song, i drink alone cus i'm my own

Better than college, after that, students home

If you're gonna come to battle,

Be the ocean, where i unravel

But now my man tired cus you a damn liar

If its not couture, i will not go to her

If you don't give a fuck, put your hands up high

Fuck a nigga cus its do or die/

And now it's clear as this promise

No wonder you think you might compare cus,