This is a song about "Getting high in the club"

Fuck a club, in the whip, windows up, blow o's

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

People stop me in the club and they're saying hey g

Braggin in the night club,

Car with no limit what

Ace in the club yea we dealin cards

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

Im in my house getting high as im writing this shit,

They like talking, its like gossip

She was the queen of the club

Walked in the strip club, had my jacket zipped up

I don't really know what the fuck's in my cup

And it's still tight, i like when it's real tight

Say ohhh, if you in the club tonight