This is a song about "Laugh"

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Wanting to end my life , because the women in life would laugh

Ff-fuck outta here, thats how they gettin gas

I was like dr. dre, though, i have to laugh

When they see that needle they can't help but laugh

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

You ever choke? she laugh and say barely

Where bad bitches with bad intentions just act friendly

Picture me lettin this chump survive

Smile. laugh. hold. walk. live. live. live. live.

I have to laugh about that

Bring that shit the fuck back

Blasting recovery, windows down, so your buddies dash, my buddies laugh

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass