This is a song about "Drug dealers"

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

Randy don't always talk about money and drug

That i'm better than any kinda drug

Wasn't no love for a nigga in the smug

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

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

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets

Ghost and obnoxious youth, pimps, dealers, thieves,

Dealers still hit me up, "i've got some haze

They say that i never cease to amaze

Bitches is artificially duck

Her love is like a drug

Fuck you, i'll just do some sorta drug

Pop-pop, hit a mini mug

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Shes addicted to me, like im her drug