This is a song about "Downhill mountain bikes"

Im sippin henny while u sippin on that mountain dew

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

She in the mountain jeep, always be mouthin me/

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them

So, i begin to sip on mountain bay gay rum

Now i'm sharpening spikes, to toss it at dykes and broads with their bikes

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

Climbin up this mountain your weak

Didn't you now, i'm climbing a mountain of track

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

As: other plans got in the way

Ain't no mountain high enough, that's gaye

Heart like a mountain....everest and i had to climb

I ain't sayin' namesthey say the tape was really mine