This is a song about "Lean in cup wearing hermes and parajumper hoes cocaine range rover"

Said her hearts, in a cage

My gun always in range

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

In order to be a jock wear cool socks and be on the football team and get lean

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

I want the diamonds and the chains and hoes in abundance,

Beat is my whore get get up on it like a boner

Bitch i'm bout a chick, i went and crashed the rover

Feeling like he was living in a ditsy cup.. (ditsy cup..)

If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Then hit me up and we can cruise in my range rover

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

In the "city of lights", it's hard to see clear

Not just hoes, and lambos, in a great atmosphere