This is a song about "Dj triple s"

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Triple white ferrari yeah thats the easter bunny

I'm just saying, i ain't bitching though

But look, she went and dialled triple o

Coroners comfort your mama

(intro: dj double a)

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets

Stop lacing weed with nicotine, move crack with triple beams,

I’m on this one way headed where the slums play

Let the music speak when he's the dj

Instead of listening to a dj do it

She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that