This is a song about "Leaving fri"

Leaving you curious about your cheerios

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

Leaving all this behind

It'll blow ya mind

Leaving you body nothing but a lifeless carcass

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

The i fri shit on friday

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Wide eyed when im leaving

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Look the mastermind, took the masters mind

Leaving 50 ton ships fucken capsized

Bun b, i’m underground king

So yall people best be leaving

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

Mamasita mamasita, why you leaving again