This is a song about "Lifting weights"

Beach on the weekend

Takes the weights off my chest

Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle

And you couldn't steal weights if you were born to hustle

My success is lifting your eyelids/

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Lifting your bitch like blaine - what a shame she's an average jane

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

Lifting the sinking pressure

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

Ankles feeling as if they're full of weights.

Sip your frickin' gin tonic, split your lifting lit spliff chronic,

And i don't blame you, cause game gets swang like it ain't shit

And you couldn't steal weights if you were born to hustle

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible