This is a song about "Lifting weights"

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

My success is lifting your eyelids/

If we wasn't so original, then we'd be criminal

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

Takes the weights off my chest

Hold up yea we the best

Lifting the sinking pressure

Baby, you know who you are

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

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that i catch aids

Ankles feeling as if they're full of weights.

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

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