This is a song about "Fuch you"

You got your crew behind you

Why we gotta argue

You act like you go hard

Guess i'll meet her right back at start

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

You liberace's, versace's, and you nazis,

You think i'm lying to you

I really love my miami crew

You take what you don't need.

Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat

See you, touch you, hear you

I live in a zoo

You talkin bout you breakin out

Baby heading down a cloud