This is a song about "Ladies and gentlemen and children"

So flee this beef children,

Tryna find the one

All my niggas hit that zan, and all my ladies bounce that back

Just to give her dope dick and ask her for some feedback

I guess i got it to a tea, hades and ladies

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

Simply out of this world by choice

Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise...

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

I need more time to explore and pull the ladies,

And my bank account look just like a phone card

And for the ladies you can be any age you want

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

My children flew right by and damn, they look so fly.