This is a song about "Da da da da da da da da da da da money fresh poppin off em like a real one fifties in this bitch solid figures"

Verse 1 (great da king slayer):

My records sell, yes sir

Nigga fuck that gin & juice, i'm fuckin with hennessyjust pour me a glass of that dark shit

Hope for da best expect da worst don't let ppl put u down coz da sky is not da limit

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

Who da fuck this guy, poppin while i'm this high

You say fuck da world and say you gonna change da structure

To me you’re like a brother, so be my mother lover

Livin la vita da loca

My all gold rolly or the

That remix flow, mocco bread, pg though

Get some pico, save da eco,