This is a song about "King queen playing cards"

Miami nights, it was all a dream

And my girls yeah she a queen

Da real queen spellin b

She going to borrow some money

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

Shards, everything is just a house of manic cards.

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

Wish i could make ma(bro) ma father a king, and my mother a queen

I got these tats all on my arms

// [you can hold all the cards]

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

There are dead sheep in the yards, playing these cards is getting hard

Spanglish, taylor, jamie, my ranking and yugioh trading cards

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

You shoulda played your cards right, but now you're playing 52 card pick up!