This is a song about "Looks"

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

And uoeno cus you dont know how it looks

Snort that coke that looks like a kleenex

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

Kick in the door

Looks i have an eye for,

Just the way it looks at stares/

Double mg, we millionaires

You get your girl for something tight tomorrow

Because it looks like your moving slow mo

And by the looks, you're hooked

Smoke ? you know it taste good

He looks down on her, with no hate

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

But let me thank destiny i'm still alive

She looks for money , i look for life