This is a song about "First world problems"

Lets celebrate, levitate, with the loud

Girl problems? talk it out. guy problems? shotgun out!

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

I told ya he aint right that niggaz got problems

Light a cigarette to burn the cash and the problems

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

Mo' money, mo' problems

Is there any love

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

I'm a splatter of bad problems,

Better acknowledge i'm fienin for that spotlight, cause i'm comin for first, bout to burst,

When i looked at you for the first time, it was just me and you in our own world

Tell 'em about your attitude problems

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Hang your problems on a hanger

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur