This is a song about "Ex es"

Convertibles with turbo jets

You were the one that wants to be my ex,

Quis es, unus servi? latin, sound like i'm from camelot

They larry davis me and said i tried to kill a cop

Invest in a gat just to keep these bitc*es tame

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again

Took your ex to a hotel, had her undressed and shameless

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

You remind me my ex, cause you both know how to blow/

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

I woke up screaming, fuck the world

My ex girl heart is so bruised and burned

Just trying to go somewhere and play with europe players

But my ex is so gay i think he bought a purse

Battle ten of ya bitc*es and come out just fine

No timeouts homeboy, just one time