This is a song about "Lulu and vayne"

And their mothers and fathers

Tryna be some mobsters

And don't ever (and don't ever)

That damier bag i bought her

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

I work hard for everything i get

And some strawberries and some chocolate

And inhospitable,

Lady at the frank stand will

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Get off a key like i can’t sing

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

And i got nieces who need me they fathers ain't important