This is a song about "Leaving friend"

The flow cold as a shoulder of a gold diggin hoes

Leaving you curious about your cheerios

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

An old friend no stranger

Beach on the weekend

To my newly found friend

Im starving for blood my friend

Niggas in the street scared

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

So yall people best be leaving

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

Leaving you the same ol’ digit.

I'll never be your best friend

Half your body laying on my chest