This is a song about "Fun with friends"

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

A damn innocent bystander chilling with her friends

I grew up with working-class friends, staying true,

Now i gotta exit after you

Going hard on the weekend with parties and friends

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends

For him to be true is all you ask but i'm foolish

The people that voted you are bitches your friends with.

See me every night chilling with all of my friends

My ambition to win, just to get me some ends

In that pretty red dress, let's dance

Then hanging with fake friends and having laughs

Y’all rambling, talking shit to these bitches

A fun chick its nothin to break funds with

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

With other people, my family, my friends