This is a song about "Libster megs and pheebs"

And a fridge and some broccoli

Third ward general, young cash money

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And you nervous cause ya ass probably feel different

But don't fall asleep

And kill yourself and your clique

And remember what i said and

And more than confident

And their mothers and fathers

Know just what your worth

Living young and wild and free

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement