This is a song about "Gettin guap"

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

Gettin vodka from los vegas,

And we'd be gettin higher

That damier bag i bought her

There's nothing man made than can make it just you

To get to this guap, do what i gotta do

They vaguely decipher my language

Gettin' mystical, bewitch this bitch,

Without gettin in my pay

Real shottas, fuck ya foreigners stay

I reel them in, goadomes on see

The real reason, it's gettin hazy

Cause i got the burner in the hand

You dried instead of gettin damp,