This is a song about "Drug cartel"

Fuck that shit, i don't give a fuck

Fuck you, i'll just do some sorta drug

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

You can't even pull off a drug bust

I got something you've been waiting for

Or maybe even a drug dealer

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

Randy don't always talk about money and drug

The cartel, the medellin, the metal's on your medal then...

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

So i ain't giving a fuck

Her love is like a drug

But now we must get money and stay from drug

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

Sky high, iced out paradise

The drug life, a hard life, no wife