This is a song about "Flexin and finessen"

And a fridge and some broccoli

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

And remember what i said and

And more than confident

Patron black, uh, patron jones

And nasty remains and bones

And don't ever (and don't ever)

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Before we see it's hard to live

Flexin on these bitches