This is a song about "Josh and jamie"

Ripley's believe it or not would tell you that i'm different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby

Living young and wild and free

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

And you would think that i’m european, my tribe different

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

The open with nowhere to hide no jamie foxx law abiding citizen.

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

And don't ever (and don't ever)

That damier bag i bought her

Whether teddy or pat

Told josh and vlad boy they were glad

Josh is underachievin, so how bout ya sing along

Got pills all on my phone, these niggas know i’m wrong