This is a song about "Fuck you hood rat homie bling bling ching ching chong china"

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

Turn the bling up like imma pharoah

With the chinese: ching chong

Tats out and my hair long

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

Ring ring ding dong ching chang ching ringa ding dong

Last words to a rat homie:"why you lie?"

So let me tell you about this guy

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

I bling already why the fuck you trynna show off

I know you never cared for the bling, but they steal your livers

Behind the velvet rope, snapping a lot of pictures