This is a song about "Laugh"

We don't believe you, you need more people

I just laugh, shit makes me gleeful

Get up n walk away, just laugh.

1st class hermes, panamera, purp pass

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Murder y’all now, laugh later

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

You don't know class and you look at me and laugh

When i told a joke he would laugh

I can barely wipe my ass

Of your image, your touch, your laugh

Bring your pen and your weed stash

Id laugh like "whats the matter"

And i ain't frontin for her

And i got that drive and she just might crash

You can catch the mack, crack in half, and ima laugh