This is a song about "It s all nike"

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Bitch, i was born to ball

Make you holla out my name when a thug nigga ride, can i come inside

See you spot lk on the back, snap back, nike jacket, you can't hack it, it all fit right/

A+'s is all i create, fake's- make fusses and cusses they butt hurt

This a little tune to keep you motivated and inspired

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

But you stomped all over it

After that moscato hit

Stuff it all in, all nice and packed

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

Hows it feel to be you? yo no sé

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress