This is a song about "Girls night out"

These haters hope i hurry up and die

I'm staring out my blinds right into the night sky

Girls out her talkin bout

Stuntin when we out

Got girls that turn dykes over night like it happened all a sudden

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

Black ghost, white driver, such an oreo, i'm thinking out loud

Its was a cold night in brooklyn when i first set out

Better yet they work my every nerve

Cassidy your different from other girls

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

We should appreciate the girls

You just trynna be haters

So all you people out there can have a good night

I give my heart to one broad, the others get the pipe