This is a song about "Ivy"

Both my hands itching just like poison ivy,

You know what? nigga, it's blacc friday

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Both my hands itching just like poison ivy,

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

My raps are timely, they itch you like ivy.

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

Pop, pop bottles on all these bitches