This is a song about "Drugs mates"

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Normally talk about, snorting drugs

That these drugs brought to me/

Cause you love me, call me daddy

Chilling with my mates but i dont give a fuck about rotations

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Definition of cold: ice, 30 below

I'm missing the mates that i used to know.

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

And all they wanna do is be with me, even my mates girls

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

And get me some more drugs

Bonding over our love for drugs

Amen, they say you only live once

I go to my mates and his front doors a gate

We would like to call this an appreciation tape