This is a song about "Holy oisters club"

Blew up the club i'm gone

Get on a song

If not, dogg, i'm choking the slut

She was the queen of the club

Ace in the club yea we dealin cards

Finish line with the tire marks

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Every word i spit is holy

Dont see how you can hate from my side of the club

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Feuding over their underground crown in a fight club

What yall niggas know about it, my kick game is world cup

I left the club departing

I was born to do the damn thing