This is a song about "Gtx 970"

Turn to the side, let me see them thighs

Don't tail me, nah i won't play nice

What a sad sight, lookin’ at my gas light

Cool cucumber, smooth charmer, snake bite

Pen and paper, peel the layers

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

I chill now...cop a little ice later

Always running through you like a taser

Car crash screech and it's all ablaze

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

Roll you up and let it run through my veins

Trapped in my own self, i'm amaze

Look, i lost my nigga over nothing though

And it'll get gory, my fucks given- zero

Cold as ice boy, you best wear your nice blazer

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her