This is a song about "Goin full throttle and drinkin out the bottle"

Fortunado, the porsche apollo, wars'll follow

Drinkin from the bottle til they wobble, don't start yo

Like you're the boss and no one's goin'/ to ever take you out your throne/ knowin' you'd go for 'em

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

Like the olympics these youngins just won another metal

Tappin' models, leaving parties, putting the ac in throttle,

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes

Came out the game, full stomach and some bones

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

Bust out the green and pocket full of cheese