This is a song about "Family and drugs"

I be gettin' money

With friends and family

That shit was wack as fuck

Lots of drugs and boos in his cup

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

And don't give me that shit about how you do drugs,

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

We're just teens but thieves and fiends, slangin' drugs,

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

And so is this whole family

I'm sitting on this couch, wrist bloody

Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

She abused drugs, alcohol, and smoked frequently

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money