This is a song about "Girls and vodka"

And shoot off with vodka after whole bottles,

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Before a nigga signed i had a healthier liver

Cause i know vodka and juice make a hell of a mixture,

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

Bed and my dick in yo girls ass

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Cause i know vodka and juice make a hell of a mixture,

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

Fire lit, diffuse the wick, mixed with vodka and gin,

Girls, traffic and some things tragic

Bitches love me out houston like spinach dip

My girls and my sbs, got a thing for pink boxes

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

And my regime includes east coast

Boy and girls watch me unfold