This is a song about "Iste club"

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

Feuding over their underground crown in a fight club

Hit the club she drop it low

But seemingly believe it though

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

When my song play the whole club fucking lost it

Who's sneaking in the club?

Say you don’t do what

Talking about fight club,

Some niggas ain't got no luck

Stimulating night in club type of fact

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast

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

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup