This is a song about "Hit them up"

Fell asleep in first class

Up until i hit glass

It still messes them up personally

And all women who had light features, see

Hit it til your make up missing

Yeah, check the stats, my team winning

Man i swear she's bad and she knows

Fry them up like potatoes

Lemme roll dis weed up and take hit

You, you, you have to pay for that

Another 5, eli won't even be there

Them bullets hit you everywhere

Now there fucking dead i've hit them with a baseball bat.

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

I'm taking them out like i just hit eject/

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck