This is a song about "Looks at me"

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

Mind he did and he was so pumped he lost track of time. he looks at the clock

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

Everyone looks at me and laughs because i am a prep

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

Got the police bustin' at me/

Rich people use me cause i looks so cool!

Champagne, foreign names in my pool

Yeah, since i was a knee high

She looks at me and bats an eye

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

This looks not only bad on you and me,

To love me at all at all

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

All i want is you baby

Who shoot them back at me