This is a song about "Long hair"

I owe you nothin so get so get out of my hair

Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air

Haters say, "hey great" then turn back to drag hair

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

Your pullin on my hair

And never should you tear

1:06 // verse 1: girl with the long hair, i wrote you a song prayer

It's been a weekend, five starrin' in her underwear

I get slight work like big sean

Nights are still tough and long,

Frustrated and pissed off and pulling your hair

And got her room number, you can find me there

Plus you gotta rewrite those lines that you said about michaels hair

It’s me and my nigga there until i’m a millionaire

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

And now i walk around without a care