This is a song about "Hit the club"

Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirlmy mossberg goes boom, what's another plug

Olajuwon, james hardeny’all niggas new to the sceneand that’s my nigga, supper club

Look in the scope, my people still a target

When my song play the whole club fucking lost it

Every time i see you at the club you gettin’ low baby

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

I left the club departing

But he don't rule a thing

Hitmen taking out people at the club

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

In the club like fuck it, though

Like curses on the radio

They infiltrate our homes, africa

Finna go to the strib club make it rain nigga