This is a song about "I hit my bitch up"

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

Dad, it's so ridiculous, feeling silly i hit you up

Like makaveli i hit 'em up, so stay low key,

As i seenobody cares about my history

Me and you i think we should ride

Can i hit you up tonight

And i dare that bitch lil' wayne to come up to my hood

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

So i sit back and roll up the next, while im blazed my ex hit me up with a text,

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

When i haven't even hit my prime

I try not to obey them at anytime

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit//

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

Yeah i'm a menace, god as my witness, with this pen i'm insane, yup

Just so i don't ever need to say "i need a hit" then i got myself caught up