This is a song about "Dar amp amp"

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Woke up, toke up, and start my morning

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but

We disinfect then check the monologue, turn your system up

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

While i'm making history

Living young and wild and free

And their mothers and fathers

Tryna be some mobsters