This is a song about "Getting a number"

In a strip club getting a lap dance

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

Like a a+ student trying to have the number 1 score on the test,

Streets bad, tyga ill, drake magic

Getting slapped up cause her pimps a prick,

Momma was getting a new raise.

And pray for better days

We on a mother-fuckin mission.. lafamillia ..we be number one vision

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

You've only got a set number of years 'till your childhood

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

Or getting a little rep to my name

I turned into something they never became

They gave a one eight hundred number to her mother, who showed her

Put that shit on whatever, we running another summer