This is a song about "Girl that thinks she can speak spanish"

The battery packs and any bitch you ever kiss

Said they never had a girl that can fuckem like this

She thinks this guy isn't a something

Blood been rushing, i'm thinking 'bout loving

You can be me with your girl, but she playing son

Hard to move on when you always regret one

That was too bad because she seemed like the perfect girl

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

More money that mean less sleep

We gone let that pistol speak

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god

Yup, im stylin on'emevery girl i meet thinks im hot