This is a song about "Me and my boys"

Boys tell me they love me

Bait baby, wait baby

All white boys live white collar and there scholars,

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

Trust me boys, that's not "what makes you beautiful"

I love bad boys that's my fucking problem

I want to fight the music on this one

If you know me and my boys, don't mention us,

Four out of five try to fake and get serious

And if i want to go outside

Lookin at my boys like

And you're lucky that our boys dragged me off your neck

And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread