This is a song about "Hanging with the gang and you just might meet somebody"

But somebody goes out and they just must lose it,

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

And if the family sees you again they might just start picking bones,

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

No car you can see me hanging out at the bus stop

Foreplay rewardin' her on her long day

Might just go away, and it might just go away

Y'all wanna fuck with me? you might as well just shoot yourself

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

Hes hanging with his friends they ask him to just take a sip of the drink then he

Then hanging with fake friends and having laughs

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

Cause in the end girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

You might as well stand in the open and wait to meet the underground