This is a song about "Drug and girls"

Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse

Yo this nigga's forehead looks like a fuckin' big-ass moose

Dumb girls doing it, and my shoe again,

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Money drug girls which one got me fucked next

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

Brings alotta joy buggati boy thats lane to lane

Thanks to me your a drug fiend and going insane

Pose, click, pose, click

Girls, traffic and some things tragic

And i got that drive and she just might crash

Bed and my dick in yo girls ass

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

You say you trappin and you never even sold a drug,

Drug dealers are on every corner news stand and sell there,

Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear